613: Chapter 602 613: Chapter 602 “Mm, okay, it doesn’t matter, since we’ve come to Sunan already, we’re not in a rush.” The tyrant said, then turned to Qingluan, “My girl, if I have the chance, I’d like to introduce you to some women I know.
Tsk, tsk, you do have a similar temperament to them, but you’re a bit better, hmm, your kung fu should be a bit stronger than theirs.”
“Hehe, I just want to stay by Song Yun’s side, that’s enough.
I never dare to compare myself with others,” Qingluan laughed.
“Haha, I’ve noticed you’re still a bit different from them; you’re much more humble.
Those girls are quite beautiful, but they are very arrogant.
Even I get ignored by them.
Not bad, Song Yun, finding such a wonderful girl is your good fortune!
Qingluan, as your martial uncle, I don’t have much to offer, but I’ll give you a family heirloom.
This heirloom has been passed down in my family for generations, it’s very valuable.” As he spoke, the tyrant began to search in his pocket.
A dark line formed on Song Yun’s forehead.
That heirloom was appearing again!
Back in the days when Song Yun was under the tyrant’s wing, he had said the same thing about giving Song Yun an heirloom, which turned out to be just a jade pendant.
At that time, Song Yun was deeply grateful, thinking that his martial uncle truly valued him.
However, he later saw his martial uncle buying a bunch of jade pendants, each costing just two yuan, exactly like the one he had been given, and every now and then, he would give one away as an heirloom, making it sound very mysterious.
“This is my family’s heirloom.
You might not think it’s much, but it has a great history.
It’s even rumored to conceal a huge secret.
As for what that secret is, even I don’t know.
It’ll be up to future generations to find out.
But let me tell you, this heirloom is one of a kind in the whole world, only our family has it.
You must keep it safe!” The tyrant said, and finally pulled a jade pendant out of his pocket and handed it to Qingluan.
Qingluan politely received it.
“Mm, not bad, not bad.
A girl should indeed wear jade!
Hey, that bracelet looks quite nice too,” the tyrant’s attention quickly shifted to Qingluan’s wrist.
“Hehe, this was given to me by Song Yun,” Qingluan laughed.
“Song Yun has always been so thoughtful!” the tyrant exclaimed nostalgically, “On my birthday many years ago, I totally forgot about it, but he bought a whole bunch of delicious food for me, and I was so touched.”
Hearing the tyrant speak of this, Song Yun was speechless.
Indeed, he had bought a lot of food, but at the time, it was during a training period with the tyrant, who only let Song Yun eat wild veggies and fruits for a month, while still maintaining strong fighting prowess.
After enduring a month of exhaustion, finally meeting the tyrant’s expectations, Song Yun could at last indulge abundantly, so he spent all his savings at that time on very tasty food.
The tyrant took it all away under the pretense, “Oh, my dear nephew, how did you know today was my birthday?
I am so thankful!” And under Song Yun’s astonished gaze, the tyrant left carrying all the food.
To this day, Song Yun harbors deep resentment about that incident!!
“Oh?
Is Song Yun really that good?” Qingluan began to doubt Song Yun’s character.
“Of course!
Even though he said he wanted it for himself, I knew he was trying to surprise me, so I took all the food and ate it myself.
I felt that was the best way to repay him!” the tyrant laughed.
Upon hearing this, Song Yun felt like his wounds were about to burst open again, and he simply laid down, ignoring his martial uncle.
Before long, after receiving a call from Song Yun, Jue Wu and Black Flood Dragon rushed over.
“Brother Yun!” Jue Wu and Black Flood Dragon greeted respectfully, since, though being playful among themselves was common, they knew how to act in the presence of others to maintain the leader’s authority.
“Mm, this is my martial uncle.
Starting now, whatever he says, you do, got it?
He represents me!” Song Yun spoke seriously.
“We understand!” Jue Wu and Black Flood Dragon nodded, completely unaware of Song Yun’s mischief.
“You guys, you guys, the hardships I experienced back then…
now someone else can endure them with me.
Soon, you’ll know just how formidable my martial uncle is.”
Oblivious to the truth, Jue Wu and Black Flood Dragon left the room with the tyrant, with Qingluan visibly relieved.
“What’s wrong?” seeing Qingluan relax, Song Yun quickly asked.
“This person, he’s the tyrant!” Qingluan stated seriously.
“My martial uncle?
By the way, Qingluan, who exactly is this tyrant?” Song Yun inquired.
“To talk about the tyrant, we have to go way back.
Mercenary World is a place where strength speaks.
You understand that, right?” Qingluan queried.
“I do,” Song Yun nodded.
“And this tyrant, he could be considered a King of Soldiers in Mercenary World!
The king among all mercenaries worldwide!” Qingluan seriously explained.
“King of Soldiers?
From Mercenary World?
How come I’ve never heard of him?” Song Yun asked in surprise, “I spent some time in Mercenary World.
While I was more involved in the Assassin World, I still know a thing or two about the Mercenary one.
For instance, the top mercenary in the world, known as ‘Khan’ from Outer Mongolia, and the second top, called ‘Nuclear Weapon’ from Calderon.
There was definitely no one being called the King of Soldiers!”
“The King of Soldiers belongs to an earlier era, so naturally, you wouldn’t have heard of him!” Qingluan continued, “I’ve researched some old documents and heard from my master that, many years ago in the Mercenary World, there was no such thing as the first or second top mercenary, just one supreme individual, the King of Soldiers!
And about more than a decade ago, the King of Soldiers was none other than the man called the tyrant.”
“How is that possible?
How could my martial uncle be such an incredible figure?
He even seems more renowned than my master,” Song Yun said incredulously.
“Your martial uncle is indeed the King of Soldiers, the tyrant!” Qingluan said very assuredly.
“Oh?
How can you be so sure?” Song Yun asked.
“There’s a rumor that the tyrant was disfigured by a rival during a battle for the title of King of Soldiers.
The scar on your martial uncle’s face matches exactly the one that the tyrant is supposed to have.
There’s no way in the world two people could have so many similarities.” Qingluan explained.
“You don’t understand my martial uncle.
He loves to act cool and pretend to be tough.
Maybe that scar is just him trying to mimic the tyrant, done deliberately.” Song Yun chuckled.
“Hehe, you don’t understand,” Qingluan shook her head.
“You haven’t reached the level of the tyrant yet, so you can’t sense the demeanor he carries.”
“What demeanor?” Song Yun asked.
“Demeanor, it’s a higher realm of cultivation, beyond your current understanding,” Qingluan shook her head.
“But I can assure you, your martial uncle is the King of Soldiers, the tyrant!”