Song Yun paused for a mont, his gaze filled with murderous intent, then continued, "But when I take action, the way I talk might be rather violent."
Previously, it was Tang Chuan who threatened Song Yun, but now the tables have turned, and Tang Chuan’s expression was extrely unpleasant.
Yet he dared not act impulsively anymore, as he saw the murderous intent in Song Yun’s eyes, a very terrifying intent.
If he acted arrogantly again, he had no doubt that Song Yun would definitely kill him.
"Song Yun, the Tang Family and you, will never let this go quietly!"
Tang Chuan spat a harsh word, his figure leaping as he ran towards the depths of the bamboo forest, leaving a trail of blood behind.
"What do you think, wasn’t the performance great? Hurry and give a round of applause."
At that mont, Song Yun glanced at the dozen or so spectators, grinning as he spoke.
A burst of applause rang out, the sound reaching Tang Chuan’s ears, causing him to nearly stumble in anger.
"Hey handso, who are you? Why haven’t I seen you in any films before?"
"I heard there’s a new film being shot called ’Martial Arts’, are you the leading man in it?"
"Handso, I feel you’re going to be famous, better give an autograph first."
The crowd surrounded Song Yun, chattering away, mistaking him for a film star on set.
As for the fight between Song Yun and Tang Chuan earlier, they considered it an action scene.
Song Yun smiled as he gave a few autographs, finally managing to send these excited people off after experiencing a thrilling action scene.
When the group left, Song Yun glanced in the direction Tang Chuan had gone, frowning slightly.
Though he did not kill Tang Chuan, leaving so room for rcy, the Tang Family might not appreciate the gesture.
If the Tang Family continued to trouble him endlessly, his leisurely life would be disrupted, and those around him would be in danger. After all, Tang Chuan was right; matters in this circle couldn’t be countered with secular forces, otherwise, they would face opposition from everyone within the circle.
Of course, if the Tang Family dared to harm those close to him, no matter how dominant the family was, he would still storm the Tang Family.
Tang Chuan dragged his injured body, racing all the way, then got into an SUV that had been waiting for him ahead.
"Mr. Four, this..."
The driver saw Tang Chuan injured, full of shock on his face.
He knew Tang Chuan’s strength, but today, during the negotiation, he fell into a trap.
Tang Chuan said coldly, "Drive."
The SUV drove out of the mountain, then onto the highway, heading towards Sichuan.
Two days later, Tang Chuan finally returned to the Tang Family.
The Tang Family is located deep in a mountain range, with a road belonging exclusively to the Tang Family, stretching from outside the mountain right to the family doorstep, usable only by the Tang Family.
The Tang Family courtyard is large, appearing endless from the front view; the architectural style of the houses is ancient, tiless, exuding a solemn and somber atmosphere.
The SUV drove into the compound, just as it ca to a stop, a wheelchair was pushed over.
The person seated on the wheelchair was none other than Tang Jia.
"Fourth Uncle is back, that kid must have been beaten into a pulp by him."
Tang Jia exclaid excitedly.
At this mont, many in the Tang Family courtyard looked over.
Everyone knew Tang Chuan had been sent by Tang Jia’s father for negotiations. They all wanted to know the outco.
The Tang Family mbers were very arrogant, the result they expected was, of course, that the person would willingly submit to the Tang Family, or be beaten into submission by Tang Chuan.
However, when the car door opened and everyone saw Tang Chuan pale and bloodied, stepping out, everyone’s expression changed.
"Ah! Fourth Uncle, what happened?"
Tang Jia hurriedly asked.
Tang Chuan glanced at the crowd of onlookers, frowned, his hooked nose trembling slightly, spoke in a deep voice, "I fell into that kid’s ambush, there were at least a dozen of them, each a skilled fighter, and he sneak-attacked and injured . Otherwise, I would have definitely taken his life."
He feared losing face and didn’t tell the whole truth.
"Hmph, Fourth Uncle kindly went to negotiate with him, and he ambushed him, simply disregarding our Tang Family."
"This person challenges the dignity of the Tang Family, must be killed."
"He first hurt Xiao Jia and now beat Fourth Uncle, this grudge must be avenged."
The Tang Family mbers, hearing Tang Chuan’s words, were indignant, clamoring to kill Song Yun in revenge.
"What are you shouting about? Since when did our Tang Family beco so impatient!"
Just then, a calm voice sounded, though not loud, it silenced everyone, and they quickly shut their mouths, stepping aside.
A brawny, stern-looking middle-aged man walked out from the crowd.
The man seed ordinary in every move but exuded a formidable aura, making people timid.
Tang Chuan showed a respectful expression, called out, "Big brother!"
Tang Jia said, "Father."
The person who stepped out now was the current leader of the Tang Family, Tang Wei.
Tang Wei glanced at the surrounding Tang Family mbers, spoke in a deep voice, "Hold your positions temporarily, don’t think about seeking revenge on Song Yun, or face expulsion from the Tang Family."
"Big brother, but..."
Tang Chuan tried to speak but was interrupted by Tang Wei: "Before the old master returns, we can’t make enemies lightly. You go heal your wounds first, we will discuss further."
Although Tang Wei wasn’t the Family Head, with the old master absent, his words were authoritative.
Moreover, he held great prestige in the Tang Family, earning everyone’s support.
So at this mont, as he spoke, everyone had to abandon the idea of dealing with Song Yun in secret, leaving everything to Tang Wei’s decision.
Tang Chuan went to the pharmacy to heal, while the crowd gradually dispersed.
Tang Jia ordered soone to push his wheelchair to follow Tang Wei, unwillingly said, "Father, are we just going to let Song Yun off like this? He injured , injured Uncle Shisan, and now injured Fourth Uncle; it completely disregards our Tang Family."
"Hmph!"
Tang Wei snorted coldly, stopped, turned back to look at Tang Jia, irritably said, "What else can you do besides causing trouble all day? If you were half as good as your brother, I would thank heaven."
Tang Jia’s mouth twitched, clenched his teeth, lowered his head, face full of discontent, eyes showing resentnt.
He didn’t resent his father, but resented that his brother was better than him.
Tang Wei continued walking forward without looking back, saying, "Xiao Jia, think carefully, that Song Yun spared your lives, it’s already a sign of goodwill towards our Tang Family. Besides, if he truly ambushed your Fourth Uncle, do you think Fourth Uncle could return alive?"
Tang Jia raised an eyebrow, followed up asking, "Father, what do you an?"
"Wait until your Fourth Uncle finishes healing his wounds, we’ll discuss the rest."
Tang Wei seed unwilling to talk more with Tang Jia, went straight into his room, slamming the door shut.
Staring at the closed door, Tang Jia felt vexed, the brother was the family’s darling, yet he didn’t get any regard, making him feel deeply unbalanced.
"Hmph, Xiao Yun hasn’t returned for years, whether he’s dead or alive is unknown, yet you still hold high hopes for him, truly foolish!"
Tang Jia muttered, pushed his wheelchair back to his room.
Honestly, he really disliked being confined in the family, everything limited, not even having a woman by his side.
He now awaited recovery eagerly, ready to go back to his escapades once well.
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