Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1377 - 1362: Meeting Face-to-Face
"There is one more thing I’ve discovered recently: aside from being the CEO of Golden Saint Real Estate, Wen Changlin actually has a hidden identity that is not well-known."
"What identity?"
"He is a lifetime honorary member of the Wen Commerce Association!!!" Zhao Yan said.
"Damn, does that mean I have to go head-to-head with him?" Zha Tiezi asked.
"That lifetime honorary membership is merely a title given by the Wen Commerce Association to court him; in reality, Wen Changlin hasn’t had much interaction with them," Zhao Yan replied. "And behind the Green Sect stands the head honcho of SH. Although the Green Sect’s main seat of power is at the Red Wall, this figure from SH is also a considerable ally of the Green Sect. Since our backer is in conflict with their lifetime honorary member, the chance of these two organizations clashing is quite high! When the time comes, seize the opportunity to make them split; that’s our success!"
Zhao Yan rattled off a string of explanations, leaving Song Yun momentarily speechless.
"Revitalize from a desperate situation?"
Zhang Long looked at his father in confusion.
"Hold on, don’t interrupt what I’m about to say."
Old Master Zhang seemed reluctant to share his thoughts with Zhang Long and instead muttered to himself, "The conversation with Song Yun that follows will determine the future of our Axe Sect. Once Song Yun arrives, make sure everyone leaves."
"Everyone?"
Zhang Long asked, "Dad, then who will protect you?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"With you guys, if Song Yun really wanted to take action, who among you could stop him?"
Old Master Zhang retorted.
"But don’t we have guns?" Zhang Long replied.
"We’re here to cooperate with Song Yun, not to fight. There’s no need for that. We need to display our sincerity and composure, got it? The more people we have, the weaker we appear!"
Old Master Zhang advised, "Remember, this is our Axe Sect’s last chance, the only chance. If we want to preserve the Axe Sect, it all depends on tonight."
"I understand, Dad!!" Zhang Long said seriously, nodding his head.
At that moment,
the door of the private room was opened from the outside.
A waiter stood by the door after pushing it open, then a young man, although thin and weak in appearance, gave off an aura as imposing as a towering mountain, entered the room.
The young man slightly raised his chin, a faint smile on his face, his attire was ordinary beyond measure.
This man was someone who, among the younger generation throughout Shen Zhou, could be ranked before the third name on the War God List.
He held sway over the shadowy territories of the Southeast, known as the Southeast King of Shen Zhou, a title comparable to the well-known Northeast King Song Kunlun, who was nearing fifty.
He was the first in line of succession of the fourth generation of the Song Family, one of the most powerful families in Shen Zhou, set to inherit the family in thirty or forty years if all went as expected, and continue leading this family that has thrived for over a century across Shen Zhou.
He was a member of the special operations division, the most mysterious and formidable part of the National Security Bureau, although he belonged to Group Three, his combat ability undoubtedly placed him in the top five of the entire special operations division of Shen Zhou.
At less than thirty, he had already achieved a ranking within the top thirty of the War God List, where the average age of the top one hundred was over forty.
He possessed several charming wives and concubines, excelling in all aspects: moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor achievements.
His name was Song Yun.
With his hands in his pockets, Song Yun attempted to imitate the slow-motion walk of Chow Yun-fat from the God of Gamblers, stepping in slowly. However, recalling that Mr. Xing had once mocked that walking style for years, he gave up on it and walked in steadily and seriously.
"Haha!"
Old Master Zhang burst into laughter, standing up from his chair with vigor, as he strode towards Song Yun with the energy of a prowling tiger.
At that moment, Old Master Zhang appeared rejuvenated, his eyes sharp and his posture erect, even the slightly graying hair on his head seemed to shine brilliantly.
"Song Yun, welcome!"
Old Master Zhang laughed warmly, extending his hand towards Song Yun.
Song Yun promptly extended his hand as well, quickly closing the distance in two steps to shake Old Master Zhang’s hand.
The strength emanating from Old Master Zhang’s hand caught Song Yun slightly off guard. This strength was not something an ordinary old man or even an ordinary young strong man could possess.
However, this surprise was fleeting as Old Master Zhang continued explaining.
"How about it? This old man here still packs a punch, doesn’t he?"
Old Master Zhang said as he pulled Song Yun to sit beside him on the couch.
"Indeed, Old Master Zhang, your strength is more than just a couple of punches; there aren’t many young men around now who can match your strength!"
Song Yun replied with a smile.
"Hahaha, that’s for sure. Back in my day, I used to roam Shanghai Beach."
Old Master Zhang’s eyes gleamed with reminiscence, "Right after the liberation, Shanghai Beach was a mixed place, and to hold your ground here, you had to have solid skills. Back then, my iron fists were invincible across Shanghai Beach, which later earned me the name Iron Fist Zhang, hahahaha!"
"Iron Fist Zhang...? That nickname of yours carries equal parts violence and charm!" Song Yun chuckled.
"Haha, those were titles given out of respect by friends in the Martial World at the time," Old Master Zhang replied warmly, "We used to fight bare-knuckle brawls back then. It wasn’t like it is today. Back then, whoever was stronger was the boss, and if you had a few techniques, you’d be the big boss."
"Surely, when you were young, you must have been a public idol too!" Song Yun flattered.
"Naturally, during those days, we on Shanghai Beach, which of those stars didn’t admire Iron Fist Zhang? I’ll tell you, back then, the two most prominent figures were the old master of the Green Sect and me. But unlike that blockhead, who wasn’t into these things and was much more low-key, I wasn’t like that. Do you know what I loved the most? It was women. Back then on Shanghai Beach, there wasn’t a woman I hadn’t been with. Unfortunately, in my youth, I wasted too many bullets outside, and after marriage, the ammunition wasn’t enough anymore. Over the years, all I have is one son."
Old Master Zhang said while glancing at Zhang Long with a sigh, "This son has been such a headache for me. Song Yun, in this respect, my son should learn from you."
"In seducing women?" Song Yun laughed.
"Everything, haha. I’ve heard you’re an expert in that too. But, to be honest, Song Yun, this old man here has been with plenty of young beauties and stars. But after all that, I gotta say, the women from the early fifties on the old Shanghai Beach were truly phenomenal. The women from those times simply can’t be beat by those today. When they donned qipaos and swayed their hips with that voice, without a kiss, you’d surrender without a fight."
With his eyes slightly closed, Old Master Zhang seemed to indulge in the reminiscences of his past romances, while Song Yun listened with a smile, without interjecting.







