Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1404 - 1389: Shen Yan’s Hand Is Broken

Chapter 1404: Chapter 1389: Shen Yan’s Hand Is Broken
In the following days, the Green Sect’s takeover of the Axe Sect’s market was like a tidal wave.
Without a leader, the Axe Sect was unable to resist against such a formidable force like the Green Sect, and the Axe Sect’s backers, unable to locate Zhang Long, couldn’t form an effective defense, ultimately withdrawing one after another.
The Green Sect disbanded most of the Axe Sect’s forces in less than three days.
Meanwhile, Song Yun’s days were quite uneventful.
He continued practicing martial arts with Ye Yinyin every day.
Every day, he could feel his body slowly getting stronger.
If Song Yun’s combat power was ten thousand when he first arrived in SH, now Song Yun feels his combat power has risen to at least thirteen thousand.
This increase is quite astonishing.
As for exactly what level Song Yun has reached now, he himself isn’t sure.
Song Yun has been quite busy these days, although it’s just the Green Sect against the Axe Sect’s war, Song Yun is more interested than anyone else because he wants to see what the Green Sect’s strength is like and then compare it with his own Shura Alliance.
The Green Sect can devour most of the Axe Sect in three days; Song Yun estimates, if it were the Shura Alliance, it would take at least five days. From this perspective, the Green Sect is stronger than him.
Of course, the Green Sect is fighting on its home turf, with resources near SH, making it much easier for them to mobilize those resources.
From this war against the Axe Sect, Song Yun can see that Ma Sj’s relationship with the Green Sect is likely not shallow, since many decisions about the Green Sect’s affairs are directly made by Ma Sj.
For example, the investigation against the Axe Sect was directly ordered by Ma Sj.
This makes Song Yun even more delighted because, for his future plans, this can be considered good news.
However, Song Yun doesn’t quite agree with the Green Sect’s approach of getting rid of Old Master Zhang. After all, Old Master Zhang is quite old, and though it seems he was scheming against his own Shura Alliance, elderly should be given some more leniency. At least Song Yun thinks if he were in the White Tiger’s position now, he wouldn’t kill the old man but would send him elsewhere to live out the rest of his years peacefully.
The simple point is, what’s the need to commit such a sin?
Still, killing directly is indeed the simplest, most straightforward, and efficient method.
Song Yun can only express regret about this.
As for whether he feels dishonest about screwing over Zhang Long, Song Yun doesn’t feel any guilt; firstly, he wasn’t very familiar with Zhang Long, having only had drinks together at most, plus Zhang Long had set him up too. Besides, if he weren’t strong enough, he’d likely have been stepped on by Zhang Long already.
In this circle, there are plenty of instances where one minute you’re drinking together hand-in-hand, the next you’re hacking at each other with knives. Song Yun can only blame Zhang Long for not knowing to retreat at the right time; if Zhang Long had retreated earlier, he and Old Master Zhang might not have faced this situation.
Personally, Song Yun thinks Zhang Long is okay, but with different positions and stands, this outcome was inevitable.
Regarding Zhang Long’s future, Song Yun doesn’t know what will happen, he can only silently mourn for him.
Now there are only three days left until Danfu University’s centennial celebration.
The whole of Danfu University is filled with a festive atmosphere.
Decorations are everywhere, many organizations and societies have already started preparing for the centennial celebration activities; there’s rehearsal everywhere, and you often see large groups of beautifully dressed women on the streets, laughing and cheerful, making people feel quite relaxed and happy.
After class that day.
As usual, Song Yun went to eat, took a walk, practiced martial arts, and by the time he was done with everything, it was already seven or eight in the evening.
Just then, Song Yun’s phone suddenly rang.
Seeing it was Shen Yan’s call, Song Yun picked up the phone and said irritably, "Spit it out quickly, I’m busy here."
"I got beaten up."
On the other end of the phone, Shen Yan’s voice sounded a bit low.
"How did it happen?"
Song Yun quickly asked.
"My left hand was broken, now I’m in the hospital getting the bone set," Shen Yan said, seemingly feeling pain, hissing a breath.
"Which hospital?"
"SH People’s Hospital."
"I’ll be right there!"
By the time he arrived at the People’s Liberation Army Hospital, half an hour had already passed.
Song Yun called Shen Yan to inquire about the specific location and rushed over.
In the VIP ward.
Shen Yan was comfortably watching TV in front of him, where the hottest show was airing, a 1280-episode ethical romance drama "Temptations of Returning Home."
Shen Yan’s other hand was hanging, covered in multiple layers of bandages.
Seeing Song Yun arriving, Shen Yan smiled and greeted him.
"What’s going on? Who beat you up?" Song Yun asked.
"That Xuan Yuanyi."
Shen Yan casually replied.
"Xuan Yuanyi? How did you end up fighting with him?" Song Yun asked.
"I went clubbing tonight, and unexpectedly ran into that birdbrain. Somehow, he found out about the time I was with Rumeng, so he started trouble with me. I am the second young master of the Beijing Shen Family; why would I be afraid of a local brat? So we started fighting, but I didn’t expect there were more of them, fewer of us. I got careless, and Xuan Yuanyi smashed my hand with a bottle. That’s how it broke. Damn it, so annoying!" Shen Yan said helplessly.
"That’s all?" Song Yun asked.
"Of course, what else do you think happened? Shen Yan said casually, "Damn it, if this were Beijing, I’d find a way to mess him up. It’s such a pity..."
Song Yun frowned and asked, "What about Ma Lele? Wasn’t Ma Lele with him?"
"No," Shen Yan said, turning to the TV, his eyes somewhat evasive.
"Damn it, Shen Yan, don’t lie to me!" Song Yun confronted Shen Yan, saying, "How could Xuan Yuanyi have the ability to break your hand? If Ma Lele weren’t involved, I wouldn’t believe Xuan Yuanyi had the courage!"
"Uh, Song Yun, really, no,"
Shen Yan shook his head and said, "It’s just Xuan Yuanyi, sigh, just a hand, no big deal."
"No big deal, my ass."
Song Yun exclaimed, "Shen Yan, I’m treating you like a brother, that’s why I rushed here first thing; don’t keep things from me, it’s annoying. You helped me a lot a few days ago, got beat up today, if I don’t get back at them for you, I’m not Song Yun!"
"Sigh!"
Shen Yan looked at Song Yun, sighed deeply, and said, "I...I was just concerned about dragging you down with me."’