389: Chapter 378 The Relationship between Gulang and Long Tiantian 389: Chapter 378 The Relationship between Gulang and Long Tiantian I’ve seen shameless people before, but I’ve never seen someone as shameless as this, claiming Lei Long had been good to them while simultaneously plotting to divide up Lei Long’s market.
I really don’t know what goes on in their heads.
Long Tiantian suddenly felt a bit thirsty, she loosened her grip on Song Yun’s arm and said, “I think I’d better keep my distance from you, lest one day you sell me off and I’m still there counting the money for you.”
“How could I?
We’re allies, after all.
Since we’re allies, we should help each other,” said Song Yun with a sheepish smile.
“Lei Long died a glorious death; all the big shots in Sunan came over to pay their respects.”
“Of course, I heard that the bigwig who had been protecting Lei Long also sent some gifts to Lei Ting, indicating a desire to strengthen cooperation,” Long Tiantian mentioned casually, speaking of some gossip she heard from somewhere.
“Who cares about them; doesn’t everyone have some backers?” Song Yun said indifferently, it’s just that Long Tiantian no longer gave a shit, and he was soaked like a drowned rat thanks to the rain.
“Women are said to be fickle, and today I’ve seen it firsthand.
Just a moment ago, you were sweet-talking me, and now like a heartless man, you’ve abandoned me.”
Watching Song Yun’s annoyed expression, Long Tiantian tossed her umbrella to him and said, “I was just trying to sober you up, don’t get carried away with these immediate benefits.”
“I am already sober, any more sober and I might as well go home and snuggle up with a beauty to sleep.
Who wants to climb a mountain early in the morning, especially when the trail is muddy?”
Hearing his words, Long Tiantian looked at Song Yun as if he were a curious creature, “You mean to say you really don’t want to attend the funeral, so why did you come?”
“It’s because I wanted to see who the new big shot and the Regent King are.
Everyone outside is comparing that Regent King to Wang Mang, so I’d be sorry not to take a look for myself.”
“You say that to me now, but make sure you don’t end up dying without anyone to offer you incense.” Long Tiantian sighed, knowing that despite the glamorous surface of their world, only they knew the dangers that lurked in the shadows.
“Who cares, having a few good brothers to offer incense for me would be enough.
Besides, I haven’t considered that I might die,” Song Yun said lightly with a smile.
“Those who fear death usually die the quickest, while the foolhardy tend to live to a ripe old age.”
“You, you’re all talk.
I’m leaving first.
Gulang is coming for you.” Long Tiantian lit a cigarette, strolling through the rain with great poise.
Watching her figure walk away, Song Yun nearly cursed.
Damn it, the mountain path was already difficult to traverse, and now the rain had turned it into a series of puddles, every step splashing his shoes with mud.
Even in death, Lei Long couldn’t give people peace.
“What’s your relationship with that woman Long Tiantian now?” Gulang shooed away the person holding an umbrella for him and asked, holding an umbrella himself.
“No relationship,” Song Yun said shamelessly, “If I must say something, it’d be that Long Tiantian covets my beauty and wants to bask in my grace.” If Long Tiantian heard Song Yun say this, she’d probably fly into a rage and strangle him viciously.
Gulang was no fool and didn’t believe him just because of this nonsense.
He gave Song Yun a strange look and said, “Your sister-in-law is a top-notch beauty; don’t lose the entire forest for one crooked tree.”
“I understand that.
I’m pretty disciplined.
What’s mine, I won’t let go of; what’s not, I’ll still take a bite.
But what I don’t fancy, I will not touch,” Song Yun said nodding.
“Glad you understand that.
Damn, this weather really does change on a dime,” Gulang cursed at the skies, unafraid that the heavens might strike him down with lightning.
Song Yun discreetly moved away from Gulang, thinking that since everyone was holding black umbrellas, perhaps Heaven couldn’t tell who was cursing and might strike the wrong person.
“Huuh~”
Gulang expelled a sigh of foul air, saying, “Feels good to curse it out.
I was so stifled before, nearly suffocated.”
“Heh-heh,” Song Yun forced a laugh.
So Gulang thought of Lei Ting as a fool and dared to come here and fool him?
As if he could be easily deceived!
No doubt, if Gulang tried his hand at acting, he’d definitely bag an Oscar.
“One last reminder for you, don’t underestimate Long Tiantian.
The power she holds isn’t just what you see,” Gulang gave Song Yun a meaningful look before quickly leaving with his two subordinates.
Meng Ku and Black Flood Dragon watched Song Yun with furrowed brow, not daring to speak.
At this moment, Song Yun was thinking about important matters, which might determine the direction of the Shura Alliance.
On one side, Long Tiantian said Gulang was a sly old fox, and on the other, Gulang’s impression of Long Tiantian wasn’t very good either.
From Gulang’s standpoint, he definitely knew things the average person didn’t, such as the fact Long Tiantian had never been with a man.
Since it was confirmed before that Long Tiantian and Gulang were connected, why would Gulang still be so averse to her?
Could there indeed be secrets he wasn’t aware of?
“What do you think about this matter?”
“What to think?” Black Flood Dragon was confused for a moment.
“Gulang dislikes Long Tiantian, Long Tiantian fears Gulang, the relationship between these two is really of mutual benefit and conflict; they don’t get along well, but they do have quite a few joint ventures—I really don’t know what they’re thinking,” Song Yun said with a furrowed brow.
“Could it be that Gulang and Long Tiantian have secretly joined forces, preparing to carve up the big cake that is Sunan?” Meng Ku said pensively.
“Maybe.
Long Tiantian can say one thing to me, and the same goes for Gulang.
To me, Long Tiantian says Gulang is a fox, who knows, in front of Gulang, I might be called a bastard.
Ah, a woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean,” Song Yun lamented.
“Should we get the Vermilion Bird Sect to look into it?” Meng Ku suggested.
“Not yet, I’m rather curious to see what they’re actually selling in that gourd.
By the way, have you told Jue Wu that Lei Long is dead?” Song Yun suddenly remembered the little Monk.
According to the recent intelligence from Spider Web, among those who had killed his parents, Lei Long and Gulang were included.
“I did tell him, that little guy Jue Wu drank all night and even said he wanted to chant sutras a hundred times,” Black Flood Dragon said with a smile.
“That’s good.
Although we can’t investigate the past, we might as well pin the affair on Lei Long and Gulang,” Song Yun said, his eyes narrowing.
“Gulang, oh Gulang, it’s about time we clashed.”
How could Song Yun tolerate someone laying idle in his realm, believing that a person who finds Sunan too peaceful couldn’t just let him develop his territory undisturbed.
He guessed that after getting rid of Fierce Tiger, the next target would be himself.