Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1904: Chapter 1764: Hit Him

Who is Song Yun? Anyone in the family with even a bit of status knows Song Yun is a living Buddha, and he’s also a Killing God—no one dares mess with him. The four big families of Yanjing are the best example. If Tang Hunshi hadn’t switched camps halfway and thrown in with Song Yun, the Tang Family might’ve already been kicked out of the rich-and-powerful circle.

Because Shen Yan is tight with Song Yun, the Shen Family has ridden the wave and risen fast. Their development is insanely rapid; people believe that within twenty years, the Shen Family will be one of the top-ranked clans in Yanjing. So no matter what, Shen Haibo absolutely cannot afford to offend this big shot.

"Mm."

Song Yun just nodded at Shen Haibo in greeting and stayed seated in the chair without moving.

Shen Haibo walked into the shop, and only then did he notice Shen Bing sitting on the sofa.

He gave Song Yun an apologetic look, then walked over to Shen Bing and said respectfully, "Young Master Bing, what exactly happened?"

Seeing Shen Haibo’s attitude, Song Yun immediately understood. He’d eaten with this kid before, and knew that aside from a handful of people, this brat was always arrogant and condescending to everyone. Yet now he was being so respectful to Shen Bing—obviously, Shen Bing’s identity was anything but simple.

Shen Bing saw that once Shen Haibo came in, he greeted Song Yun first, and his heart flared with rage. Facing Shen Haibo at this moment, his expression was ice-cold as he said harshly, "Hmph, you’re still asking me what happened?! Go ask that Brother Song of yours yourself."

Shit, Brother Song and Shen Bing have clashed!

Hearing that, Shen Haibo’s heart skipped a beat. This was bad.

He glanced back at Song Yun, knowing full well this man was insanely domineering. Trying to talk Song Yun into backing down? Absolutely impossible.

Then he looked at Shen Bing again. This guy’s background was unfathomable—he’d suddenly appeared in the Shen Family, and even the current Family Head was serving him with utmost care. His strength was terrifying, and he had a super-freaking-awesome bodyguard behind him. If they really pissed him off, a live PK with Song Yun right here wasn’t out of the question.

For a moment, Shen Haibo just froze on the spot, completely at a loss.

Seeing Shen Haibo keep his mouth shut, Shen Bing’s eyes bulged. He suddenly slammed the coffee table in front of him.

Bang—boom.

The surface of the marble table shattered from the shock, the whole thing cracking apart and turning into a pile of rubble.

He roared, "Shen Haibo, this is how you treat your guests?"

Everyone glanced at the shattered marble and was stunned stupid, eyes wide and mouths agape.

Shen Haibo frowned slightly and asked, "Young Master Bing, I still don’t know what’s going on. How do you expect me to take a stand?"

Right then, Tian Bi rushed out, shouting, "Young Master Hai, that kid called Song Yun tried to hit me. Young Master Bing stood up for me, and he refused to give Young Master Bing any face."

Shen Haibo glared viciously at Tian Bi, already aware that this mess was definitely stirred up by this woman.

But this wasn’t the time to vent his anger on Tian Bi. He turned to Shen Bing and said, "Young Master Bing, it’s really not a big deal. Brother Song is closer to me than my real brother. Let me apologize to you on his behalf. How about we just let this go?"

"Hmph!"

Shen Bing snorted coldly, not giving Shen Haibo an ounce of face.

He jabbed a finger at Mo Yuyao, who was sitting beside Song Yun, and said arrogantly, "If you want this to be over, tell him to hand over that woman. Then I’ll let him off this once."

Tell another man to hand over his woman—wasn’t that a straight-up slap in the face? How the hell was that supposed to happen?

Hearing this, the corner of Shen Haibo’s mouth twitched. Forcing a smile, he said, "Young Master Bing, for my sake, can we just drop it for today?"

Shen Haibo was also a rich wastrel of Yanjing. Normally, he’d never bow and scrape to anyone like this.

Yet in front of all these people, just to help Song Yun, he’d completely thrown his pride away.

Seeing this, Song Yun looked at Shen Haibo with a bit more appreciation.

He didn’t say anything, just sat back to watch how things played out.

After all, he wasn’t losing anything here. Shen Bing was Shen Haibo’s guest. If this matter could be smoothed over, he’d let it go—he did owe Shen Haibo some face.

Unexpectedly, Song Yun gave Shen Haibo face, but Shen Bing did not.

"Face? What fucking face do you have? Why the hell should I give you face? Even if your dad were here, I’d say the same damn thing!"

Shen Bing exploded with rage, leaving Shen Haibo’s face burning red with humiliation.

He pointed right at Shen Haibo’s nose and cursed, "Aren’t you just the son of some outer-branch side line of the Shen Family? I only let you host me in Yanjing because I was looking up to you. I only told you to help me settle this because I was giving you that respect. Never thought you, you bastard, would be so useless. I’m telling you, if it weren’t for the old man’s orders back home, I’d have already killed that brat Song Yun. And that woman—tonight I’m definitely getting her into my bed!"

Hearing all this, Shen Haibo clenched his teeth so hard they creaked, already on the verge of exploding. But he still forced his anger down and said in a low voice, "Young Master Bing, please, just give me some face..."

"Give your fucking face my ass. Even if it was your own father, I’d kill him today too!"

Shen Bing cursed coldly, then suddenly raised his hand and swung a slap straight toward Shen Haibo’s face.

Seeing the proud, number-one wastrel of Yanjing, Shen Haibo, treating Shen Bing with this much respect, everyone in the room was already shocked.

What they didn’t expect was that Shen Bing would actually say he wanted to kill someone, and then immediately swing a slap at Shen Haibo.

This guy was just too arrogant, too insanely cocky.

What shocked everyone even more was the speed of Shen Bing’s move. It was as fast as lightning—you could practically see the afterimages.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Bing’s slap was about to land on Shen Haibo’s face.

Everyone felt that Shen Haibo’s face was about to be smashed to pulp.

But at that exact instant, a figure suddenly appeared beside Shen Haibo and grabbed Shen Bing’s wrist, stopping the slap that was about to hit Shen Haibo’s cheek.

That figure was none other than Song Yun.