Return of the King, Dominating the City

23: Chapter 22 Dirty World 23: Chapter 22 Dirty World He indeed saw this when he was abroad; the butterfly eggs were produced at YN’s place but were very rare.

While on a mission in Thailand, he had personally witnessed a Cursing Master injecting a young man’s head with butterfly eggs, a sight so gruesome it was unbearable.

Hearing this, cold sweat streamed down Wang Hu’s forehead.

He didn’t know what to say, worried that saying the wrong thing at the wrong time might make Song Yun inject his head with those things.

The mere thought of having insects crawling inside his skull sent shivers down his spine.

Forget it, it’s not worth risking life and limb for a ghost.

Wang Hu sighed and said slowly, “This time, the incident was orchestrated by a Japanese man named Sanben Tai Lang.”

“Hmm, now that I know the person, things will be much easier,” Song Yun asked in a deep voice, “How do you contact this Sanben Tai Lang?”

“I don’t have his phone number, but he had just left when you barged in.

He said he would come back tomorrow to take someone.” Wang Hu said obediently; after all, a gun was aimed at his head.

“As a Chinese, why would you work for this Japanese man?

What has he offered you?”

“He promised me several guns after the job was successful.” Wang Hu felt somewhat guilty; after all, he was helping a Japanese man attack Chinese people.

If not for those guns, he would never have agreed to it.

“Hmph, just a few pistols have bought your national soul?

Then you can easily hold a knife to your own people’s throats?” Song Yun kicked Wang Hu and scolded him angrily.

“I didn’t want to, but recently other gangs have been pressuring me.

I have to increase my power at this time, so…

I agreed to that Japanese man’s terms.” Wang Hu said quietly, regretting not slapping himself for banding together with a Japanese against his own people.

Song Yun removed the gun from Wang Hu’s head and sat down on the sofa with Li Shishi, making small talk to warm up.

“Don’t think that your men hidden in the dark room will come to rescue you.

Someone has already taken care of them,” Song Yun said lightly.

“What…

what exactly do you want?” Wang Hu stammered, realizing it was unwise to have his life controlled by an enemy.

“What if I said I could give you guns?

What could you do for me?” Song Yun said in a stern voice.

“That’s impossible.

In Huaxia’s strict environment, you can’t possibly get guns,” Wang Hu exclaimed as if forgetting he was still a captive.

“You believe those Japanese can give you guns, why don’t you believe me?” Song Yun’s tone became annoyed.

He felt underestimated and couldn’t tolerate it.

If it weren’t for the other’s potential use, he would have slapped him already.

“That’s…” Wang Hu fell silent.

“Just agree to one thing for me.

Whatever number of guns he promised you, I’ll double it,” Song Yun raised an eyebrow and said.

“What is it?”

“Bring that Japanese here, and then you won’t need to worry about the rest.

Most importantly, I can legitimize your gang, like the Yamaguchi-gumi or the Black Dragon Association,” Song Yun said earnestly.

Another bombshell—given China’s state policies, underworld activities were absolutely forbidden to operate openly.

Who exactly was this young man offering such an enticing deal?

“Alright, but you have to tell me who you are?” Wang Hu pondered for a moment and then spoke through gritted teeth.

After all, being involved in the underworld wasn’t a long-term plan; who wouldn’t want to operate openly and honorably, telling their family they were no longer a hoodlum but a legitimate person.

His family lived in the countryside where people, though simple-minded, always believed those involved with the underworld were not good people.

And of course, not many in the underworld were good.

When his father found out he was a hoodlum, he was so agitated he lay in bed for half a year; if next time he went home, he could proudly tell them he was a legitimate businessman, he wouldn’t have to let his parents live under the disdainful gaze of the villagers.

“Me?

You just need to know I am a significant figure.

If this matter is handled well, I don’t mind revealing my identity,” Song Yun said with a light chuckle.

“Remember, after this is done, the benefits I offer will even astonish you.”

With that, Song Yun left the bar with Li Shishi.

Seeing Black Flood Dragon smoking at the bar’s entrance, Song Yun patted him on 的the shoulder and said, “You’ve had a rough time dealing with trash.”

“No problem, treat me to a drink next time,” Black Flood Dragon chuckled and looked at Li Shishi, “Is this sister-in-law?

You wouldn’t believe how frantic Song Yun was when he found out you were kidnapped.

He was like a mating ferret.”

Li Shishi, who had been somewhat nervous, laughed out loud hearing this.

Song Yun kicked Black Flood Dragon away and scolded, “Beat it and don’t let me see you around, or I’ll smack you every time I do.”

“I’ve really come to realize this world is simply insane.

There are people who would sell their souls for a few possessions,” Li Shishi said in a low voice, following behind Song Yun.

“It’s a crazy world, murky, dirty, greedy, envious, cold-hearted, materialistic, pretentious; for money, or rather for a better life, everyone is using astounding means.

Brothers turn against each other, sisters fight, fathers and sons openly compete, friends compare, lovers guard against each other.

Those who favored you today might come knocking with a machete to kill your family tomorrow.

Those who call you brother might turn around and badmouth you.

And in this crowd, everything has a price except for two things, do you know what they are?” Song Yun asked with a light smile.

“What?” Li Shishi curiously asked.

“Reputation and face.

For money, people would give up all their dignity; they would grovel to their boss for trust, even if their boss slept with their wife, as long as he compensated well, they would pretend nothing happened.”

“And reputation is the cheapest thing in the world; under the manipulation of some, it can vanish in an instant.”

“This world is filled with opportunities and dangers; having stayed in the light for too long, it’s normal for you not to see the darkness.

Of course, I hope you never have to see those filthy things.”