529: Chapter 518 529: Chapter 518 After class, Song Yun took Li Yueyue and Liu Ran back to the villa.
With everything that had been happening lately, it was impossible for him to be in several places at once to protect them.
So he had to rely partly on the Disciples for protection and on Qingluan for another part.
When he got home, Song Yun personally cooked a delicious meal as a treat for Li Shishi, the great beauty.
After all, she had been working hard in and out of bed, and without properly rewarding her, Song Yun felt guilty at heart.
After dinner, he watched a movie with the women and then went back to his room to sleep.
Sunnan, veiled in the night, was very quiet, completely devoid of the daytime bustle.
On the national road leading out of Sunnan to other provinces, a black sedan was racing urgently.
“Cough, cough, cough,” a series of rapid coughs echoed from the car’s interior.
Lei Long, his face a morbid shade of pale, wiped off the fresh blood he had coughed up, then picked up the phone and dialed.
“This time, I, Lei Long, owe you my life,” Lei Long spoke, his voice somewhat suppressed.
The white cloth he held to his mouth was seeping blood.
“Your life is of no Importance to me,” came an icy voice from the other end of the phone.
“But you must remember who saved you, who gave you the chance to turn things around, who gave you such a brilliant idea that you might regain your throne in the future.”
“However, relying on Lei Ting’s acting skills, I don’t believe this play will last long.
Given time, someone is bound to notice something off.
For now, it all depends on how the line you’ve set up for me fares.
Regardless, you’ve helped me break this stalemate, allowing me to extricate myself from this dye vat and examine the problem from a different angle.
When I return, I will naturally repay you.
Hmph, the day I return will be the day they’re brought to heel,” Lei Long said before breaking into a fit of coughing.
The woman beside him, who had been unseen for a long time, handed him a glass of water.
“Hmph, repay?
First, make sure you don’t mess up this end game, and remember, every step from now on must be exceedingly cautious.
If you continue with your old ways, consider my investment in you a waste, and don’t bother contacting me again,” the voice on the phone said indifferently.
“May I ask one thing?
Why did you decide to help me?”
“If it were your father now, he certainly wouldn’t ask so many questions.
The more you know, the quicker you die.”
“I’ll remember your words.
Let’s leave it at that for now; I’ll contact you when I get there.” Having said that, Lei Long hung up the phone.
“Boss, where are we heading?” the driver in the front asked.
“Head north!
Then we’ll take a cruise ship to Shanghai.
Remember to tell our people in Sunnan to hide well.
When we come back, we will still need them,” Lei Long directed.
“Yes.”
“Now, we’re like stray dogs ejected from the game board.
After so many busy years of getting out, I didn’t expect to land on another board,” the woman sitting beside Lei Long said with a helpless shake of her head and a sigh.
“Xiao Qian, rest assured, when I come back this time, I’ll undoubtedly dominate Sunnan,” Lei Long said, his voice muffled as he held the white cloth to his mouth and took the woman’s hand.
“Brother Long, can’t we just live a peaceful life?”
“Impossible!
They owe me.
Why should I not demand repayment?
That ungrateful wretch Gulang, did he forget who helped him rise up?
Now that he’s made it big, he wants to turn around and bite the hand that fed him?
Will I let him have his way?
Even if it kills me, I’ll take him down first!” roared Lei Long, his eyes red with frenzy.
The car sped along the national road, quickly disappearing between the mountains and forests.
In the blink of an eye, the day of the sports festival at Sunnan University arrived.
Song Yun took Li Yueyue and Liu Ran to the sports ground.
Most of his classmates had arrived except for Qi Yu.
It was good she hadn’t come, considering she hadn’t participated in the original team formation practice – if she had shown up, nobody would know where to place her amidst the crowd.
And nobody knew where this girl, heavy with schemes, had ended up in the end.
Just as they got in line, a classmate next to Song Yun jabbed him with his elbow and with a smile said, “Brother Yun, I’m Xie Yu.
I was there watching you fight last time.”
“Hello,” Song Yun smiled and replied.
“Brother Yun, I’m also part of the Martial Arts Association.
You must have practiced martial arts for seven or eight years, right?
Otherwise, you couldn’t be so skilled,” Xie Yu inquired.
“Seven or eight years?
I’ve been practicing since I was a kid, standing stakes during the hottest and coldest days, not to mention the ordinary ones,” said Song Yun.
With Li Yueyue and Liu Ran off to change their clothes in the female dorms, he had nothing else to do, so he struck up a conversation with Xie Yu.
From martial arts, they diverged to society and then the world, eventually coming back to the topic of women.
As they were in the midst of their lively discussion, Wang Xuewei suddenly appeared from nowhere and addressed the crowd, “When it’s our turn, we will be the eleventh to enter.
Make sure to shout our slogan loud and clear, got it?”
“Got it!” everyone shouted.
“What’s the slogan, Xie Yu?” Song Yun had only attended one day of rehearsal, so he didn’t know about the slogan.
“Slogan?
It’s our class entrance slogan!”
“I know it’s the entrance slogan, but what exactly do we shout?”
“Class three, class three, invincible together, united to soar over the peak,” Xie Yu shrugged and said, “I think it’s kind of cheesy.”
After the class committee had arranged the team at the front, Liu Ran appeared in a cheongsam, as usual.
The outfit commanded the admiration of almost all the male students and many of the females as well, her angelic face with a touch of shyness combined with a mature and attractive cheongsam—it was truly the look of an angel and a devil combined.
Liu Ran held a sign that read “16th Cohort, Literature Department.” The originally plain sign had been decorated with many odd drawings by the department, making it look peculiarly amusing.
Before long, at the main venue of Sunnan University not far from the smaller sports ground, the opening symphony for the sports festival began to play—that piece that seems to resonate at every major event or festival.
Then the teams began to move toward the stadium entrance in order, with the first team located right at the entrance, and Song Yun’s group, being the eleventh, had to line up far away, barely able to hear the music from the venue.
As each formation advanced, it wasn’t long before it was Song Yun’s class’s turn.
When it mattered, Song Yun wouldn’t let the side down; his expression stern, he marched in step, perfectly in sync with those around him.