639: Chapter 628 639: Chapter 628 After finishing the recording, Song Yun went to the parking lot but didn’t immediately leave.
Instead, he picked up his phone and made a call to Wang Hu.
“Help me check.
Recently, have any private hospitals admitted an exceptionally handsome man named Kirin?” Song Yun instructed.
“Got it.” Wang Hu nodded, ending the call.
Afterward, he said to the people in front of him, “Let’s continue discussing our next steps.
Xiezi, stop daydreaming.”
“Yes, yes, yes.” Brother Xiezi hurriedly reined in his wandering thoughts.
“Right, after this, all of you go to the private hospitals and check if they’ve admitted a very handsome young man named Kirin.
If there is such a person, report to me immediately.
This is an order from Brother Song; no one mess it up.”
“Yes.” Everyone responded.
Brother Xiezi, however, was startled.
It seemed to him that the person he had saved before was quite handsome.
Xiezi hesitated for a moment but ultimately didn’t tell Wang Hu.
He planned on confirming it later before reporting back.
However, because of his hesitation, he truly changed the course of history.
Having completed his call, Song Yun drove back to his villa.
Meanwhile, at Sunan Airport, a man exuding a refined aura walked out.
Wearing a Zhongshan suit, which had begun to come into fashion, he didn’t stand out much.
“Song Yun?” The man murmured softly, “It seems like Vermilion Bird and the next Kunlun Saintess are there as well.”
The man shook his head, “Let’s start with you.”
The previously clear night sky had, at some point, become overcast with clouds.
“Song Yun, hurry up and bring in the laundry.” Li Shishi’s voice came through, and Song Yun complained, “Can’t you do it yourself?”
“Aiya, just one more round of this game,” Li Shishi yelled back, “Hurry up; if it starts raining, they’ll get soaked.”
“Getting soaked might be better~!” Song Yun smirked lewdly, stepping out of the room to gather the clothes from the drying rack.
“Oh, Shishi, bought a new bra?” Song Yun chuckled.
“Stop being a creep.
Just hang them up on my rack.”
“I’m not your servant!” Song Yun glanced at Li Shishi, who was engrossed in playing KartRider on the bed.
“Yo, and you didn’t just buy a new bra.”
“What are you talking about?” Li Shishi asked with a puzzled look, raising her head.
“Your butt, it’s showing, hahaha.” Song Yun laughed as he placed the clothes on the rack and then successfully dodged the pillow thrown by Li Shishi, retreating to his room.
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and a silhouette vaguely appeared outside the neighborhood.
The rain hadn’t started yet, but the heavy atmosphere caused the frogs in the wetlands to fall silent.
“Song Yun, why aren’t you sleeping yet?” Qingluan asked, smiling as she stood on the balcony next to him.
“Nothing, it’s just so stuffy.” Song Yun spoke softly, “The thunder is so loud.
Haha, I was most scared of thunder when I was a kid.
Every time it thundered, I had to hide under the covers.
Then I’d hear the wild thunder outside, like fireworks…
It’s strange, I liked fireworks, but I was afraid of thunder.
Childhood really is magical.”
“Song Yun, what are your thoughts for the future?” Qingluan suddenly asked.
“The future?
That’s easy.
Just for everyone to stay together, then I make a lot of money to provide for you all.” Song Yun said with a smile, but seeing Qingluan’s meaningful smile, he sighed, continuing,
“I actually don’t know where the future lies.
Let’s wait for my parents to come back first, then slowly deal with family issues, and warn that kid Zhao Yan not to fancy my sister for no good reason.
Those are pretty much the main points for now, nothing else.”
“Don’t you have any ambitions?” Qingluan’s soft voice inquired.
“Ambitions?
That depends,” Song Yun shrugged, “Becoming a hegemon?
Or a big shot?
Or maybe build a harem?
Haha, if it’s about ambition, a man’s ambitions are never-ending.
Since that’s the case, why force ambition upon myself?
I like things simple, a bit plain.”
“I feel the same way,” Qingluan nodded.
Thunder rumbled continuously in the sky, and Song Yun gazed into the distance, lost in thought.
Suddenly, his eyes sharpened.
Qingluan, however, kept her calm expression.
“Qingluan, I’m going out for a bit.
Rest early,” Song Yun said to her.
“Okay.” Qingluan nodded and returned to her room.
Once Qingluan was inside her room, Song Yun leapt out of the villa and arrived at the West Lake a few hundred meters from the villa.
“So you’re Song Yun?” The middle-aged man who had appeared at the airport asked indifferently.
“Yes, I am.
Who are you?” Song Yun’s expression was guarded as he faced this man, who radiated an overwhelming aura of righteousness, yet underneath it, a killing intent lurked!
The man wasn’t concealing his presence, but Song Yun felt as though this person was a black hole, capable of swallowing everything, even his own fighting spirit!
“Kunpeng.” The man smiled, “Mr.
Song, he’s your Second Grandpa, right?”
“Yes,” Song Yun said, tensing up, not even daring to blink.
Kunpeng was a name that carried tremendous weight.
As the successor to Azure Dragon and one of the top ten on the War God List, any of those titles alone could shake the ground.
Song Yun had anticipated Kunpeng’s appearance, but he hadn’t expected it to be this soon.
“You know about my brother’s situation, correct?” Kunpeng maintained a smile on his face.
“I do,” Song Yun nodded.
Some things were clear without being spoken aloud; an unspoken understanding existed between them.
“I know you’re not the assassin,” Kunpeng declared, “but you’re the prime suspect.”
“And then?”
“If you can withstand three moves from me, I won’t kill you.”
What is dominance?
This is dominance!
Even knowing Song Yun is not the murderer, just because he’s a suspect, he’s ready to strike.
And it almost sounded like he’s doing Song Yun a favor!
Only someone ranked in the top ten of the War God List like Kunpeng would dare to speak to Song Yun in such a manner.
Song Yun showed no rage or fear, simply gazing calmly at Kunpeng, “Three moves are too few.”
“Three moves will suffice,” Kunpeng shook his head, his body suddenly bursting into motion.
“Bang!”
With Song Yun’s eyesight, all he could see was a blur.
He barely managed to raise his arms before being sent flying, rolling several meters across the ground before being stopped by a tree.
“The first move,” Kunpeng approached Song Yun in a measured pace.
Struggling to his feet, Song Yun’s face flushed as he forced himself to swallow back a mouthful of blood.