Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1849 - 1733: You’re the Boss

Song Yun had no idea that the man in the room engaged in those sordid acts was actually Qilin. Ever since Kunpeng disappeared, Song Yun rarely paid attention to Qilin, as they weren’t on the same level. Holding onto past grievances would make him lose face.

However, thinking about Kunpeng made Song Yun uncomfortable. Where exactly had that bastard gone? When Mr. Song faked his death, that bastard helped Song Kunlun and almost took his life.

Now, that bastard turned tail and ran away, who knows where he went.

However, at the moment Song Yun saw Qilin, he didn’t rush forward. He had a few questions to ask.

At this moment, Qilin was shamelessly doing his thing, and Wang Daichao didn’t go up to disturb him.

Though Wang Daichao could be considered a spoiled second generation, compared to Qilin, he was still far behind. After all, it wasn’t a small number of people who benefited from Kunpeng. Even though Kunpeng had disappeared, some people would still look after Qilin in certain matters.

Song Yun leaned against the door, lit a cigarette, and didn’t say a word, wearing a smile.

Suddenly, without turning his head, Qilin spoke, "Wang Daichao, did you bring the person?"

Wang Daichao said, "Brought him."

"Hmm." Qilin nodded and said, "Wang Daichao, I can’t mind too much. You said those two chicks look good, I haven’t seen the photos, but I believe you. Arrange those two chicks for me."

Wang Daichao frowned. Chen Mengjie was the one he had his eyes on. He had introduced Xiao Hei to Qilin, but now Qilin changed his mind.

But he couldn’t compete with others. He thought that after Qilin had his fun, he could take over.

Qilin still didn’t turn around, saying, "Wang Daichao told me you wanted to take two pretty chicks away. Is that true?"

"Yes."

Song Yun blew a smoke ring, looking amused.

Apparently, Qilin didn’t recognize Song Yun’s voice and coldly said, "Now I’ll give you two choices. First, get lost and leave the two women behind. Second, you stay with the two women, but I’ll make your life miserable."

Song Yun said, "You’re so badass, I’m so scared."

Although he said this, the way he smoked and smiled showed not a trace of fear.

With his back to Song Yun, Qilin couldn’t see him, but Wang Daichao angrily said, "Kid, don’t be cocky. This is Qilin, a famous person in Huaxia’s inland. He could kill you in minutes."

"Yeah, I’m so scared."

Song Yun nodded, sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs on the coffee table, and leisurely smoked his cigarette.

Damn, you call that fear?

Wang Daichao’s mouth twitched and he cursed, "Bastard, do you know who you’re facing? In Malaysia, nobody dares not to give me, Wang Daichao, face. On this whole earth, nobody dares to be arrogant to Qilin. Your attitude now is simply courting death."

"What’s the matter, Wang Daichao?"

Qilin asked without looking back, his tone calm, as if everything was under his control.

Wang Daichao said, "This bastard is very arrogant, he even sat down on the sofa."

"Oh, interesting." Qilin sneered, "In that case, I’ll teach him a lesson in a bit."

Hearing this, Wang Daichao pointed at Song Yun, excitedly saying, "Kid, you’re doomed. Do you know that Qilin was once a renowned master on the Dragon Elephant List, and nobody could beat him? In a moment, he’ll beat you into a dead dog."

Despite talking big, Wang Daichao was just a paper tiger, quickly retreating, afraid to provoke Song Yun and get beaten up first.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Qilin took a long breath, then put on his clothes, turned around, and said, "Who has a death wish and dares to snatch women from me?"

Wang Daichao pointed at Song Yun, "It’s this bastard."

Qilin was ready to make a move, walking towards Song Yun, but when he saw Song Yun’s face, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

His heart skipped a beat, and his first thought was to run.

But this was the sixteenth floor, he couldn’t jump out the window, and the door was behind Song Yun; he had no escape.

Resist?

That was even more impossible. Qilin knew he wasn’t Song Yun’s match. The other party was someone who dared to tangle with his own brother personally, and he was completely out of his league.

Instantly, Qilin’s heart broke.

He was just in Malaysia for a break, didn’t expect to run into a disaster star.

Moreover, his older brother was now whereabouts unknown; even if he died here today, whether the news could reach his brother was another matter. The power of the Song Family was not something to mess with.

Wang Daichao still couldn’t figure out what was going on and shouted to the stunned Qilin, "Qilin, what are you waiting for? Beat this bastard to death."

Qilin snapped back to his senses and cursed at Wang Daichao, "Beat, beat your mother!"

Wang Daichao was instantly dumbfounded, wondering why Qilin, who was so arrogant before, was now turning his back.

Before he could react, Qilin nodded and bowed to Song Yun, approaching with a sycophantic smile, "Brother Song Yun, I’m sorry, I was wrong. I didn’t know it was you. Please spare me a way out. I’ll leave immediately."

Saying this, Qilin started walking towards the door, trying to leave.

Song Yun leaned back on the sofa without moving, saying calmly, "Stop, who said you could leave? You’re quite something, cursing me out and then trying to run."

Qilin paused, halted his steps, and asked stiffly, "Brother Song Yun, may I know your command?"

Song Yun pointed at Wang Daichao, "First, give him a beating. He just said he’d beat me to the point where even my dad wouldn’t recognize me; you do the same to him."

"Okay."

Qilin nodded and walked toward Wang Daichao.

Wang Daichao wore a bewildered expression, shouting, "Qilin, what’s going on, why are you so afraid of him, who the hell is this guy?"

"He’s someone you can’t afford to mess with."

Qilin coldly said, taking a swing at Wang Daichao.

He was very displeased with Wang Daichao. If it weren’t for Wang Daichao, perhaps he wouldn’t have run into Song Yun.

In this situation, he still didn’t know how to get out of it.

With resentment in his heart, Qilin didn’t hold back, strictly following Song Yun’s instruction. His fists landed on Wang Daichao’s face, aiming to beat him to the point where even his father wouldn’t recognize him.

After a round of punching and kicking, Wang Daichao’s handsome face was bloodied and swollen like a pig’s head, whimpering, "Stop, I was wrong, stop."

"Alright, you can stop now."

Song Yun called out, and only then did Qilin stop.

Song Yun looked at Wang Daichao, coldly saying, "Weren’t you quite arrogant earlier? Now you know who the big boss is, right?"

"Boss, you’re the boss!"

Wang Daichao’s heart was full of resentment, but he submitted verbally.

However, from his eyes, Song Yun could see the insidious unwillingness. He smiled and said to Qilin, "He’s still not convinced, keep beating him!"