Return of the King, Chapter 151 - 151 150 Still Too Young

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151: Chapter 150: Still Too Young

True Yang Immortal clutched his arm, and the area that Song Yun had grabbed had turned an iron gray.

True Yang Immortal’s hands were now ruined by Song Yun, leaving him incapable of fighting anymore.

Song Yun also seized the best opportunity to attack and threw a punch at his face.

Clang, clang, clang.

True Yang Immortal’s body was incredibly tough; he even knocked down two small trees before he finally stopped.

Strike while the iron is hot, that was Song Yun’s plan; he wouldn’t wait for his opponent to recover or adjust.

Just because he had disabled True Yang Immortal’s fighting ability didn’t an the old guy didn’t have tricks up his sleeve.

Remove the roots when cutting weeds, ensure a person is dead if you want them gone.

Song Yun never thought of himself as a fool who would spare an enemy’s life and then turn around only to be killed by them.

That was sothing a righteous person might do; Song Yun scorned at the thought.

If you were going to be a villain, this era made it clear only the ruthless thrived—those so-called righteous people and fanatics could be killed any day by soone else.

Song Yun charged at True Yang Immortal, but halfway there, he had to retreat.

True Yang Immortal sifted through his clothes and threw a bunch of needles at Song Yun.

Song Yun hadn’t expected anyone to carry that many needles—didn’t it bother him to be poked?

Just then, True Yang Immortal spotted a woman passing by and rushed toward her like a wild dog, shouting as he grabbed her throat, “Hahaha!

Don’t co any closer, or I’ll kill her.”

“Are you an idiot?

With your intelligence, you’re trying to tell fortunes?

First, calculate when your brain will be cured,” Song Yun was exasperated by True Yang Immortal’s stupidity.

Who was this woman?

Do I know her?

Since I don’t know her, why should I care what you do to her?

If you want to kill or release her, it’s none of my business.

Besides, this is a war between the two of us; dragging this woman into it is just using her as a human shield.

It’s not like it’s so invincible skill to cackle madly about.

“I don’t care how you treat her.

You’re not escaping today, I need to know who wants

dead,” Song Yun shrugged and said.

“You…” True Yang Immortal paused, realizing the truth in those words, but he was not ready to accept it.

How could he die at the hands of soone so young?

He still had mounds of money to spend and many won to enjoy.

“Just be a good boy and let her go.

Whether you kill her or not, I’ll catch you either way,” Song Yun said with a smile, but that smile appeared cruel and cold in the eyes of both the woman and True Yang Immortal.

“Then, I’ll kill her, I’ll have company on the road to Yellow Springs,” True Yang Immortal laughed maniacally.

Although he shouted this, he took no real action.

Song Yun had been waiting for several minutes, and True Yang Immortal still hadn’t made a move.

Song Yun impatiently looked at him and said, “Aren’t you trying to kill yourself?

Hurry up, whether you disembowel yourself or give yourself a needle, I don’t care.”

“You…

you’re not going to stop ?” True Yang Immortal suddenly threw out a strange question, earning an eye roll from Song Yun, “Why should I care about your life or death?

Am I your father or your mother?”

“But I have information you want to know,” True Yang Immortal shouted.

“I know, but I prefer watching people commit suicide.

Hey, if you do decide to kill yourself, don’t choose any gory thods.

I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat afterward,” Song Yun said nonchalantly.

Can’t eat?

You’re telling

that after you witness a suicide, you can’t eat?

Is my life worth less than a al to you?

Don’t you know every life is sacred at birth?

Don’t you know every life has its own dignity?

Life is priceless, yet to you, it’s nothing!

True Yang Immortal felt wronged.

After roaming the Martial World for so many years and eting all kinds of people, he had never t soone as shaless as Song Yun.

It just proved the old saying, “A tree without bark is surely dead, a man without sha is invincible.”

“Fine, since you’re forcing , I’ll die, and you’ll see!”

“Don’t say things that can be misunderstood.

It’s not just for

to see, but for us both,” Song Yun pointed to Hua Qingcheng, who was watching from the sidelines.

True Yang Immortal looked up at the sky, his tears flowing uncontrollably.

This bastard Song Yun was toying with him far too much.

Seizing the mont, Song Yun dived towards True Yang Immortal.

Although he verbally suggested leaving the woman to whatever fate, she was innocent after all, with her family and loved ones.

If her life were lost just because of a word from Song Yun, he would feel guilty enough to eat less for a day.

But as Song Yun approached, True Yang Immortal’s look wasn’t as bewildered as before; a calm smile crossed his lips.

Realizing the danger, Song Yun thought, “Great, I’ve fallen into this old bastard’s trap.” The old bastard could have won an Oscar.

But it was too late to turn back, Song Yun could only try his best to dodge the old fool’s sches.

True Yang Immortal pulled sothing out of his pocket.

Song Yun initially thought it was another needle but was shocked to see it was actually a hand grenade.

Damn it, old man, instead of sticking to your embroidery needles, why ss around with a grenade?

This is absolutely nuts.

A grenade typically has a blast radius of five ters, aning anything within ten ters of where it lands is within the explosive range.

Song Yun managed to jump back about three ters, plus the agonizing pain shooting through his body like needles.

This ti, it really was a small cosmic explosion; he ended up eight ters away from the blast center, and several shrapnel pieces flew at him, burying into his back.

Song Yun grunted in pain and slamd into a wall.

Song Yun believed that being too friendly was a disease, diseased in trying to please everyone.

Overly friendly individuals usually fear rejection, equating saying no to others as a personal affront—valuing face more than the sky, often from an inner vulnerability.

Disappointing others, sadly, is a unique kind of inferiority.

Realizing he was indeed a friendly person, Song Yun found himself in the hospital because he didn’t want the woman compromised by True Yang Immortal’s hostage situation.

anwhile, True Yang Immortal had slipped away, never to be seen again.

As for the woman Song Yun saved, he hadn’t seen her since the ambulance arrived.

Oh no, he hadn’t seen her since right before the ambulance ca.

It was all because he was too concerned about his image, thinking involving an outsider in his war was highly immoral.

Yet reality was cruel; overall, he had gained nothing from it, still too young, indeed.