Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1839 - 1723: Juan Mao’s Story

After a small gathering in Yanjing, the Little Sword God’s injury hadn’t fully healed, but he took his sword and left. No one knew where he went, he only said he was going to find Huaxia’s number one sword.

Song Yun thought to himself, after this incident, even though the Little Sword God lost his left arm, like a phoenix reborn from ashes, he would surely reach an even higher peak.

He looked forward to the day when the Little Sword God would become the world’s number one swordsman, he believed the Little Sword God could achieve that.

After the Little Sword God left, Song Yun had a small gathering with Master Bei, and Juan Mao.

After chatting for a while, Song Yun and Juan Mao learned that Master Bei planned to inherit his master’s legacy and be the Taishan Lord’s priest, so he had to focus his training at Taishan.

The helicopter crash today was actually arranged by his master.

Song Yun said, "Master Bei, with such a big commotion this time, if authorities come looking for trouble, I’ll take all the responsibility."

Master Bei shook his head and said seriously, "We’re brothers, if something happens, we’ll face it together!"

"You guys better train hard, to be honest, you don’t have enough strength yet to face things together with me."

Song Yun mercilessly hit Master Bei and Juan Mao; they both laughed without getting angry, only thinking they should upgrade their skills and not fall too far behind Song Yun.

Master Bei said earnestly, "Song Yun, perhaps I’m not as good as you, but next time we meet, my strength will definitely be greater."

Song Yun nodded, "I believe in you."

Because Master Bei needed to go back and take care of things, he left early.

Juan Mao stayed in Yanjing to hang out with Song Yun for a few more days.

However, Juan Mao didn’t stay at the Song Family, for this guy was blunt and might accidentally reveal Song Yun’s past romances, ruining Song Yun’s shining image.

Song Yun arranged for him to stay at Wang Qiang’s hotel, upon leaving, Song Yun asked, "Juan Mao, you..."

Juan Mao interrupted Song Yun discontentedly, "Song Yun, I’m warning you again, don’t call me Juan Mao, call me William."

Song Yun smiled, "Alright, William, I want to know why you swore you’d never set foot on mainland soil again."

Speaking of this topic, Juan Mao pouted, "Sigh, it’s frustrating. Thankfully, I didn’t swear a curse back then, otherwise defying it and getting hit by a car, would be a bad deal."

"Can you not change the topic, please?"

Song Yun tossed a cigarette to Juan Mao and said seriously.

Juan Mao lit the cigarette, thought for a moment, and suddenly said something that shocked Song Yun a bit, "It has to do with my dad."

Song Yun said, "You’ve never told me about your background, why don’t we talk about it today?"

"Nothing to talk about, my dad and I are not on the same path. I was forced away from the mainland by him. Otherwise, you think I’d want to wander outside?"

Juan Mao showed impatience, seemingly unwilling to talk about his father.

Song Yun said, "Fine, let’s not talk about your dad, how about your mom?"

Juan Mao’s gaze dimmed, but he pretended to be relaxed, "My mom has long passed away."

"Did your mom’s death have anything to do with your dad?"

Upon hearing this, Juan Mao noticeably froze, then gave a slight nod, somewhat admitting Song Yun’s words.

He continued to ask, "What really happened?"

Juan Mao rolled his eyes at Song Yun, "I never realized you had so many questions before? Why are you like a woman today, asking nonstop."

"Want to try using your butt to see if I’m a woman?"

Song Yun teased, "Enough nonsense, I just want you to stay in the mainland, so we can all have each other’s backs. Plus, are you truly happy wandering in West Africa and at sea?"

Juan Mao said, "At least it’s better than staying here."

Song Yun laughed, "If you stay here, is your old man going to spank you, or what?"

"Just don’t ask, I’m heading back in a couple of days. The Abyss over there is developing so well, it won’t be long before I make a name for myself."

"What good is a name? To be honest, if Master Bei made a move, although he wouldn’t take down your team, killing you would be easy."

"Master Bei wouldn’t attack me."

"It’s just an analogy, meaning you should strengthen yourself; look at you, like a weakling, besides using some weapons, what else can you do."

Song Yun really wanted to smack Juan Mao over the head twice; this guy clearly was unwilling to stay in the mainland, nor willing to tell Song Yun why.

However, he knew Juan Mao definitely had his own difficulties.

Without asking further, he headed outside the room, "Fine, I won’t ask, do what you think is best. I’ll return now, find you tomorrow."

"Heard from the Little Sword God, you have quite a few wives now, you’re quite blessed; really lucky in love. That old monk used to say you had a strong peach blossom luck, we didn’t believe it, now we do."

Juan Mao called out slyly from behind, Song Yun felt secretly glad that he hadn’t brought Juan Mao back to the Song Family, or this guy would definitely cause trouble.

Returning to the Song Family, all the girls were anxiously waiting in the lounge.

As soon as they saw him enter, everyone gathered around.

Before they could ask, Song Yun proactively said, "Don’t worry, the Little Sword God is fine, everything went very smoothly."

Li Shishi asked, "Nothing? If he’s fine, why didn’t he come back with you?"

Song Yun replied, "He went to pursue his Sword Dao, left in a rush, and asked me to say goodbye on his behalf."

"What about his arm?"

Xia Tian pointed to the medical refrigeration unit in the yard still connected to the power, worried about the Little Sword God’s arm that wasn’t reattached.

Song Yun said, "The arm is not needed, he’s saying goodbye to the past and pursuing a brand new self."

Hearing this, everyone was perplexed.

However, Song Yun didn’t explain further, advised Song Yuxue to rest well, then returned to his room.

That night, he thought a lot.

Following the old man in training, since descending the mountain, he had never encountered a rival of equal strength. Everything went smoothly.

And each battle catapulted him to his current position, reaching a whole new high.

He even once thought his future would surely make him the top in Martial Arts.

But with current affairs, he realized he still didn’t understand this world enough.

Like the Tang Family and the Golden Dragon Palace, he had never heard of them before.

And the Blood Flow Path, with people infiltrated into organizations all over the world, Song Yun had never heard of it before either.

He even wondered, how many organizations he had fought against before, maybe controlled by some hidden force behind the scenes.

Just as the old man said, there are too many secrets in this world, perhaps there are people who are stronger than the Azure Dragon, who can say for sure.