Chapter 1711: Chapter 1763: A Centipede That Won’t Die Easily
Li Yifei’s hearing was sharper, and his vision stronger. Sitting at a higher position, he figured out the reason within a few seconds. His expression remained unchanged, though his eye twitched slightly.
It’s the Song Family, Song Zude has arrived!
Li Yifei habitually narrowed his eyes, picked up a cigarette from the table, placed it in his mouth, bowed his head to light it, took a slow drag, and exhaled slowly.
Beside him, Old Master Ye sat with an air of composure, his eyes now open, white eyebrows raised. He glanced a few tis before turning back, looking at a piece of at that was evenly marbled on his plate. He smacked his lips as if craving it, but refrained from eating for the sake of his health.
This was the Ye family’s territory, and all the security was provided by them. Logically, with the commotion happening, Old Master Ye should inquire about it. However, since today the Li family was hosting, he didn’t need to say or do anything.
Besides, soon a servant would co to report what was happening.
Song Zude arrived, and he did not co alone, bringing an entourage with him, allowing him to force his way in. Otherwise, with the Ye family’s defenses, they shouldn’t have been breached so quickly.
Song Zude forced his way in, and the security guards didn’t dare take excessive actions. They recognized Song Zude, worried that if they touched him, it could cause issues. They couldn’t afford the responsibility.
"Song Zude? What’s he doing here?" Wang Chunlai turned to look, forgetting to chew the at in his mouth. After mumbling, he spat out the at.
This was the shared concern. The Hu Family clan chief chuckled, "Isn’t it said Old Song can’t even take care of bodily functions? Looks fine to . Isn’t that white-haired old man over there him, chest puffed out like an ox, very lively."
As they spoke, the crowd naturally parted to make way, and Song Zude walked forward, chest out, no one daring to stop him.
Li Yifei was already seated, a smile on his face. Today, he was hosting the banquet, and now Song Zude showed up; he couldn’t be here just for the roast at.
Upon hearing the words from the Hu clan chief, Wang Chunlai sneered. He had extre disdain for Song Zude and was among the happiest when misfortune befell him; Song Zude was the one who gleefully called him Old Turtle.
After sneering, Wang Chunlai disdainfully said, "Looks like this old guy has been playing dead at ho. Doesn’t know what he’s here for today, planning to die here perhaps?"
The fickleness of human nature had been ntioned by Li Yifei to the two won before; soone would be eager to show off today. Li Yifei knew the attitude toward the Wang Family long ago; hearing Wang Chunlai’s harsh words, he chose to remain silent. However, Old Master Ye gently blew a leaf to the side and softly said, "Just before autumn, the weather is still so hot, this leaf couldn’t wait to fall, though still green, it couldn’t withstand the wind."
Wind blows leaves down, yet here, the leaf falls without wind. The other clan chiefs laughed, even Wang Chunlai stopped with the harsh words.
Following this, Old Master Ye swept the leaf under the table, calmly saying, "A youthful rush in the old age, holding the falcon left, the hound right, drawing the bow like a full moon, northwestward, shooting the Sirius. Our old friend has arrived; let’s welco him together. Soone, bring so fine roasted at here. I guess Old Song hasn’t had dinner yet. Everyone, urge him to drink more later."
The tone was set. No matter how crazy the Song Family was now, what could they achieve? Bite soone?
Of course, so personnel had already checked Song Zude’s group. Those he brought to crash the party were stopped, only Song Zude and two others ca over, judging by their looks, they seed to be from the Song Family, not particularly good-looking, especially the mouths. One had such an underbite, his chin could almost hang clothes.
Li Yifei didn’t speak, rely watched calmly. As they ca closer, Li Yifei rembered how Song Zude looked when he first t him, full of vigor, even though he was not young, feeling confident, leading a family and elevating it to the top of the province. That confidence was palpable. However, one wrong step led the Song Family to a point of no return.
Over the past half year, Song Zude had truly aged. He was out of breath after walking a few steps, had to pause while eating, constantly feeling like he might choke.
Living in fear daily, worrying the Li Family would target the Song Family, scared they would have a bloodlust and wouldn’t just stop at swallowing the two families.
Then worried that once the Li Family digested the other families, they would turn to deal with the Song Family.
Waiting endlessly, Song Zude’s ntal stress was imnse. Besides a few individuals, no one knew what was really happening with Song Zude, with his children arranged abroad in the past few months, either in the United States or Europe. Part of the Song Family’s assets was liquidated and moved overseas, under his children’s nas, hoping for their safety.
Last month, Song Zude suffered a stroke, narrowly saved at the ho hospital, and after sobering up, his health took a downturn. Those rumors might not be false; Song Zude’s actual condition was truly poor.
But standing alone, he’s not very afraid.
Most importantly, Song Zude is not alone now.
He learned of the Li Family’s grand event two days ago, which wasn’t a secret. However, the Song Family wasn’t invited, and Song Zude knew all other five families were present, except for the Song Family.
Since Song Zude suddenly withdrew from the business battle against the Li Family, causing the Sunx Family to imdiately falter and suffer continuous defeat, the Song Family’s reputation across the province... well, there was no reputation left. Many families and individuals shied away, dared not co close to the Song Family again, but Song Zude knew the situation here.
At this mont, Song Zude seed to be on stimulants, slight redness on his face, shedding the days of decadence and illness, straightening his back as he strode forward, his two companions following rapidly, arrogance radiating from their faces.
Reaching the crowd, Song Zude stopped, glancing at the grilled skewers on the table, chuckling, walked over, picked up a skewer, took a bite, chewed a few tis, then spat it on the ground, tossed the rest onto the table, saying, "What crap is this? I thought these skewers had sothing special drawing all you people crazily eating them. Turns out they’re hard to eat. Ha, how do you guys flatter such garbage?"
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