Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 2004 - 1823: Three Factions (Part 2)

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Song Yun thought, this person should be Mr. Kenno they were talking about.

The room fell silent, and Kenno continued: "Someone killed Luck. It might be the Wolf Castle and Dark Holy See, or perhaps someone else. However, according to current reports, it was done by a Huaxia person. No matter who it is, we must find and kill them."

"Huaxia person, huh! I am starting to hate Huaxia people more and more, especially Song Yun."

"That boy named Song Yun killed the Clan Leader’s most outstanding son, Richie. The people sent two months ago to kill him—Perry, Johnny, and Turner—are all dead too."

"Song Yun is strong; it seems a Marquis is needed to defeat him."

Kenno said: "Currently, we shouldn’t focus on Song Yun’s matter; we should first eliminate the person who killed Luck. This concerns our reputation. Otherwise, if the Wolf Castle and Dark Holy See learn about this, they will surely disdain us."

As soon as he finished speaking, a phone rang.

Song Yun heard a brief silence in the room, followed by a bitter voice: "Got the photo; indeed it was Song Yun who killed Luck."

"What, Song Yun! It was really him!"

"This isn’t Huaxia; we don’t have as many scruples here. Find him, gang up, and unleash a massacre."

"The Marquis cannot enter the Huaxia territory. He’s in France now; it’s a perfect opportunity. Let’s notify Master Beni immediately to deal with it."

Members of the Desla family got somewhat excited and couldn’t wait to kill Song Yun.

Even though Song Yun didn’t know who Beni referred to by the Desla family, he could guess it was surely the Marquis.

Marquis—equivalent to an SSS level.

Facing the Marquis, Song Yun admitted he still wasn’t confident in defeating him.

The room became lively, with everyone noisily clamoring to kill Song Yun.

Kenno signaled for silence, then said: "Kuler, do you have any information, do you know where Song Yun is?"

"I’ll ask the French government right now."

The room remained silent for a while, occasionally interrupted by the sounds of email being sent and received.

Shortly, Kuler said: "Kenno, based on the French government’s information, Song Yun is currently staying at the Sunset Inn in Bakaf Town."

"Bakaf Town isn’t far from here."

"We are at Bailuode Manor, yet he happens to be nearby. This seems fishy."

"I understand now; Luck’s death was no accident. Song Yun came to France because he knew we were here. He came for us."

"So arrogant, with over 20 Earls here and Kenno, an almost Marquis-level Blood Clan member. Could Song Yun possibly want to assassinate us?"

"Regardless of what Song Yun intends, coming to France was a mistake."

"Master Beni is in the UK and can arrive tonight. Before morning, kill Song Yun."

"With a Marquis making a move, Song Yun is doomed!"

People began discussing, and finally, Kenno concluded: "Kuler, confirm Song Yun’s room number with the French government. I will contact Master Beni and ask him to come to France."

"Alright, everyone return to your rooms to rest. Don’t let the news of Master Beni coming to France leak to Wolf Castle and Dark Holy See."

There was the sound of chairs moving as everyone left the meeting room.

At the door, Song Yun moved swiftly and soon appeared outside the castle.

Due to their need for blood, the Blood Clan’s sensitivity to humans is very keen; hiding in the castle made Song Yun uneasy.

Over twenty Blood Clan members could easily discover him.

He crouched atop a tree until the castle lights went dark, then re-entered the castle.

"These dead bats want the Marquis to kill me? No way."

Song Yun walked towards the room where the meeting was held; the door was unlocked, and he pushed it open.

The room was dim, illuminated only by faint light coming through the windows.

He glanced around the room, his gaze landing on a tablet on the meeting table.

He picked up the tablet; it was locked and couldn’t be opened.

However, for Song Yun, a world-class hacker, it wasn’t a difficulty at all.

A few minutes later, he easily unlocked the tablet.

According to the records, a few emails had been sent and received.

The email account had a password, but for Song Yun, it was as good as none.

After decrypting, he read the email content.

The recipient was Marquis Beni, and the sender was Earl Kenno.

In the email, Kenno informed Beni of Song Yun’s specific location and requested Beni to come to France to kill Song Yun.

Beni responded with an email agreeing to Kenno’s request, expressing intense hatred towards Song Yun.

No wonder, Song Yun killed several Earls of the Desla Family, so everyone there hated him.

But if they hadn’t provoked Song Yun, none of this would have happened.

Now that Song Yun knows Beni is coming to kill him, he pondered and made a bold decision.

Since you’re coming, let’s ensure you have no return.

However, I must create some trouble for the Desla Family first.

He copied the send and receive records from Kenno’s email onto his phone. Then, he photoshopped it to change the Desla Family’s target from "Song Yun" to "Dark Holy See."

Then Song Yun looked around; conveniently, there was a printer here. He printed all the contents out.

"Heh heh, if the Dark Holy See sees these two sheets tomorrow morning, let the Desla Family explain themselves."

Song Yun grinned mischievously, cleared all traces he left, and left the castle where the Desla Family resided.

Song Yun had already explored both the Wolf Castle and the Desla Family’s castle.

Next, he planned to visit the castle where the Dark Holy See lived.

That castle was pitch black, with no lights on; everyone seems to be asleep.

Werewolves, Blood Clan, and the Dark Holy See, what kind of people are they?

Song Yun didn’t know, nor did he want to understand.

He snuck into the castle where the Dark Holy See lived and placed the two pieces of paper under the ashtray on the coffee table.

This spot would be seen first thing in the morning.

Then, the Dark Holy See would surely erupt furiously, accusing the Desla Family of meddling behind their backs.

Everything went smoothly; the Dark Holy See didn’t notice Song Yun.

Perhaps they were too complacent.

After all, this was Wolf Castle’s territory, with all three top western forces gathered here; they didn’t believe any western force would dare infiltrate the Bailuode family.

Due to western forces’ reverence towards Wolf Castle and the Dark Holy See.

Although the Desla Family, rooted in America, was slightly inferior, nobody dared provoke them either.

Thus, the three forces lived comfortably in Bailuode Manor.

Unfortunately, they never expected a Huaxia person to come.

No matter how formidable you are in the West, Song Yun doesn’t care.

Half an hour later, Song Yun gracefully left Bailuode Manor.

Aside from Nie Wushuang, no one knew someone had entered Bailuode Manor tonight.

While Song Yun might not be good at hiding, he is fast enough.

In the instant someone looks at him, he has already moved elsewhere, making him come and go like a ghost.

He returned to the Sunset Inn in Bakaf Town and went straight to his room.

He planned to wait in the room for Marquis Beni to arrive and then kill him.

...

At Paris Airport, a tall, thin older man in a trench coat and felt hat walked out of the airport.

He adjusted his hat brim and hailed a taxi.

He got into the passenger seat and told the driver: "Bakaf Town."

Upon hearing the name, the driver’s face showed a troubled expression: "It’s too far, plus it’s so late, the route is remote, you..."

The older man handed the driver a wad of cash, and said calmly: "That’s 500 euros, no change needed."

Seeing the money in the older man’s hand and then glancing at the old man, the driver thought, at his age, he probably wouldn’t be a bad person, and even if he was, he could handle him.

"Okay."

The driver took the money and drove towards Bakaf Town.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped one kilometer outside of Bakaf Town.

Sitting in the driver’s seat was now a dried-up corpse, blood completely drained.

In front of the car, a tall, thin figure glanced at Bakaf Town, then unhurriedly walked towards the town.