Capítulo 1799: Chapter 1728: The Detention Center Is the Best
Song Xiaodong was still resting with his eyes closed.
Although Song Xiaodong possessed Three ridians True Qi, he had not reached the Great Perfection stage and had not fully understood the wondrous usage of divine powers associated with this True Qi. Usually, Song Xiaodong spent endless springti with his wives and didn’t have ti to comprehend cultivation. But here in the prison of the detention center, he suddenly found leisure and couldn’t help but close his eyes to refine Qi, carefully feeling the flow of Three ridians True Qi in his body. The first two ridians of Great Perfection could circulate freely without obstruction, but the third True Qi was very sluggish, as if soone accustod to using their right hand suddenly began using their left hand to write and eat, clumsy.
The monk encountered in South Sudan indeed taught Song Xiaodong a lesson.
Previously t Liu Bai, although formidable, was still confined within the limits of martial arts. However, this monk could make moves from thin air, breaking through physical limits, a few strokes knocked both Sun Yiyi and himself to the ground. If it weren’t for Sun Yiyi calling out “Xiaodong,” he might have been done for.
This made Song Xiaodong suddenly feel an urgency toward cultivation.
While wandering in a spiritual daze, Song Xiaodong suddenly heard soone gently calling him.
“Mr. Song?”
“Mr. Song?”
Chen Lin, in his sixties, with graying hair and a chubby physique, was bending down, carefully calling Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong opened his eyes and saw it was Chen Lin.
“Hmph, a boastful grandson makes a flustered grandfather.”
Song Xiaodong thought to himself but suddenly put on a surprised expression, quickly stood up, and said, “Oh dear, it’s Patriarch Chen, I wonder what’s his business with the detained Song Xiaodong?”
“Oh dear, Mr. Song is joking, this detention center is really not a good place. Why not, let
invite Mr. Song to Nine Dynasties Club to sit down and listen to Kunqu Opera, how about it?” Chen Lin said with a smile, bowing his head to observe Song Xiaodong’s expression.
Nine Dynasties Club is located around Wangjing Bridge in Beijing’s fourth ring road. The eighteen scenes of Nine Dynasties Club each have a unique style, rich in ancient rhythm, from Wu dialect to Kunqu Opera comntary. Everywhere from beams and terraces to mountain water railings is exquisitely carved, making it one of Beijing’s renowned high-end clubs with a consur level that is eyebrow-raising.
Chen Lin inviting Song Xiaodong to Nine Dynasties Club also showed his sincerity.
“I won’t go. Who said this detention center isn’t a good place?” Song Xiaodong raised his eyebrows and said.
“What good place is this detention center? There are many people, it slls bad, and the beds are hard. I’m just afraid Mr. Song won’t sleep well.” Chen Lin was very patient, with a face full of smiles, dragging his fat bottom, plopped down in front of Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong sat directly on the ground, and Chen Lin did the sa.
“In this detention center, no one hits my car, no wives’ quarreling, rare tranquility, quite nice.” Song Xiaodong leaned his head against the dusty wall backing him, looking through the bars.
“It seems Mr. Song prefers quieter places. I’ll think further.” Chen Lin maintained his professional fake smile.
“How about Seven Leaves Fragrant Mountain? It’s next to Fragrant Mountain, fewer people, good environnt, peaceful.” Chen Lin suggested again.
“I won’t go, too far, tiring to ride a car.” Song Xiaodong said again.
“Mr. Song, the conditions in the detention center are really poor. Co with
first, I’ll arrange a place for you to stay, and if you have grievances, we can discuss them slowly, okay?” Chen Lin indeed had patience.
“Mr. Chen might not know, but I previously went abroad for official duty and had to sleep in mud pits, covered in mud, otherwise mosquitoes would bite. Those mosquitoes as big as coins, sucking blood and leaving bumps the size of beer bottle caps.” Song Xiaodong looked relaxed with no sign of anger.
“Oh? Really, then Mr. Song has had it hard.” Chen Lin responded.
“Compared to sleeping in mud pits, the conditions in the detention center are much better.” Mr. Song yawned.
“Yes, yes, that’s certainly true.”
“However, the food in this detention center is really bad, the als are spoiled.” Song Xiaodong said.
“Mr. Song hungry? That’s perfect. I’ll take Mr. Song to Tongchun Garden to taste Huaiyang cuisine. Between us, the chefs of national banquets co from Tongchun Garden. Their Huaiyang dishes are the most authentic in Beijing.” Chen Lin intended to use the allure of food.
“Not going, too hungry, can’t walk.” Song Xiaodong’s face showed calmness, touching his stomach.
If Song Xiaodong neither ate nor drank nor spoke, that would be problematic. But since he was willing to talk to Chen Lin, there was room for discussion; and now that he said he was hungry, if they sat at the dining table, the matter could still be negotiated.
“Xin Yi, quick, prepare a table of dishes for Mr. Song, bring it here.”
“Yes!”
Song Xiaodong still maintained a calm face.
“Mr. Song, wait a bit longer, good food will be delivered soon.”
“Where are my two wives?” Song Xiaodong suddenly asked the officer outside.
“Oh dear, the two ladies are here too?” Chen Lin, hearing this, felt even more overwheld.
“Mr. Song, wait a mont, I’ll handle it!”
Chen Lin hurried outside to discuss with the responsible colleague, and shortly afterward, Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling erged, looking delighted when they saw Song Xiaodong.
“Husband!” Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling both ran over and hugged Song Xiaodong.
“Xiaodong, when can we leave?” Sun Yiyi looked back, with a aningful glance at Chen Lin, asking Song Xiaodong.
“This place is so nice, why hurry to leave?” Song Xiaodong pinched Sun Yiyi’s nose.
“I’ve never stayed in a detention center this long, like Miss Hua introduced to the sedan for the first ti.” Chu Xianling said teasingly.
“Chu Xianling? Chu Family?” Hearing Chu Xianling’s na, Chen Lin felt even more heavy-hearted.
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