Return of the King, Dominating the City

"You..."

Lang Qiang gritted his teeth in anger, his eyes filled with a fierce light.

However, he couldn’t defeat Song Yun himself and didn’t dare to summon the giant wolf, leaving him helpless against Song Yun.

"Hmph, kid, you’re dead for sure. Captain Lang Hai will definitely kill you!"

Lang Qiang cursed harshly, then silently picked up some dry wood.

...

In the camp.

Lang Xiaoran sat on a fallen tree trunk, resting her chin on her hand, staring blankly in the direction where Song Yun had left.

She didn’t know why, but during the short ten or so minutes when Song Yun was away, she kept thinking about him, and had no interest in what others were saying.

Lang Hai looked at Lang Xiaoran and asked, "Miss Xiaoran, when we come out from the Daxia Ruins, what plans do you have?"

Lang Xiaoran, lost in thought, didn’t hear Lang Hai’s words.

Lang Hai frowned, feeling instantly displeased.

That bastard, he has stolen Xiaoran’s soul.

But once Lang Qiang teaches you a lesson, let’s see if you still dare to approach Xiaoran.

Heh, as for you, Lang Xiaoran, now you’re a lady, but once I marry you, you’ll be my woman, and we’ll see what happens then.

Images of intimacy between him and Lang Xiaoran flashed through his mind, and Lang Hai’s face showed a lascivious smile, his gaze crafty, almost drooling.

He quickly contained his smile, raised his voice a bit, and shouted, "Miss Xiaoran, I asked you, what are your plans after coming out of the Daxia Ruins?"

"Ah!"

Lang Xiaoran snapped back to reality, looked at Lang Hai, thought for a moment, and said, "After obtaining the treasures from the Daxia Ruins, I want to... Ah, Song Yun, you’re back."

Before she finished speaking, Lang Xiaoran suddenly stood up, looking towards the direction of the trees, her face full of joy and excitement.

And there, out came Song Yun.

"This kid!"

Lang Hai looked at Song Yun, his gaze full of annoyance. He was chatting happily with Lang Xiaoran, and here this kid came back.

But then, seeing Song Yun unscathed, without a single scratch, he suddenly felt puzzled: "Huh, what’s going on with Lang Qiang?"

He stepped forward and asked, "Song Yun, where’s Lang Qiang?"

Song Yun responded with a sincere smile, "Lang Qiang is such a nice person. He insisted I come back, saying I’m an honored guest and he could collect firewood by himself."

Of course, Lang Hai didn’t believe these words.

His face showed a look of suspicion, feeling that Song Yun’s smiling face was so mocking.

Just then, there was a rustling sound from the bushes, and Lang Qiang walked out.

His cheeks were red and swollen, with a bit of bloodstain on his clothes, as if he had just been in a fight with someone.

Seeing this, Lang Hai’s face changed drastically. He glanced at Song Yun and thought to himself, "How is this possible? Did this kid do it? He’s only at the early stage of sss-level!"

"Lang Qiang, what happened to you? Were you beaten up? Who exactly did this to you, I’ll help you get revenge."

At this moment, Song Yun dashed over, grasping Lang Qiang’s shoulder, and asked with concern.

He glanced at Lang Hai, his eyes flashing with a challenging glint, playing dirty, hehe, let’s see who’s playing who.

Faced with Song Yun’s concern, Lang Qiang’s mouth twitched, suppressing his anger, he replied resentfully, "Nothing... nothing happened, I just accidentally fell."

You’re a dignified middle-stage sss-level, and you fell and got your face swollen, who are you fooling?

Except for Lang Xiaoran, no one else believed Lang Qiang’s response.

Everyone’s gaze involuntarily shifted to Song Yun.

Lang Qiang’s injury must have been the work of this kid.

Lang Xiaoran looked at Lang Qiang’s red and swollen cheeks, she quickly took out some medicine for external injuries and handed it to Lang Qiang, "Lang Qiang, quickly apply some medicine."

"Oh."

Lang Qiang put down the firewood and sat down with a face full of depression.

Soon, the campfire was burning.

The campsite felt warm, while a few giant wolves nearby also gathered around, lying behind the members of the Wolf Spirit Clan.

The atmosphere in the camp was somewhat strange; Lang Hai and his subordinates weren’t speaking.

But on the other side, Song Yun and Lang Xiaoran were chatting enthusiastically, with Lang Xiaoran occasionally bursting into giggles.

When she laughed, two little tiger teeth showed, cute and charming.

However, Lang Hai watched, feeling more and more resentful.

His gaze shifted to Song Yun, and he thought to himself, "How did this kid beat Lang Qiang? I must ask Lang Qiang about this properly."

Soon, as it started to get dark, Lang Xiaoran yawned and said to Song Yun, "It’s late, I need to rest."

"Alright." Song Yun nodded, stood up, and said, "I’ll sleep outside your tent tonight and be your personal guard."

"Song Yun, you’re really considerate."

Lang Xiaoran looked at Song Yun and felt somewhat moved in her heart.

However, she shook her head and said, "There are giant wolves here, so nothing unexpected will happen at night. You can stay with Lang Hai and the others in that tent."

Song Yun laughed and said, "It’s fine. A man outside doesn’t care too much. The sky as a quilt, the ground as a seat, that’s the true freedom."

Hearing this, Lang Xiaoran felt that Song Yun was not only considerate but also bold.

She no longer insisted and nodded slightly to Song Yun before heading into her tent. Song Yun, on the other hand, leaned against the tent door and sat on the ground.

Song Yun was already accustomed to all sorts of harsh environments, so spending the night like this was nothing to him.

Seeing Song Yun sitting there, Lang Hai squinted a bit and said, "Brother Yun, please look after Miss Xiaoran for us, we’ll rest now."

After speaking, Lang Hai signaled to the other members of the Wolf Spirit Clan, and they moved toward another tent that was so shabby it was almost non-existent.

After they sat down, Lang Hai looked at Lang Qiang and lowered his voice, "Ah Qiang, what exactly happened?"

Lang Hai couldn’t believe that Song Yun, at an early stage of the sss-level realm, could actually injure Lang Qiang, who was at the mid-stage of the sss-level.

Even without the help of the giant wolves, Lang Qiang shouldn’t have lost.

This matter, he must figure it out.

Lang Qiang, looking frustrated, recounted what happened, particularly emphasizing the Void-breaking Palm and Song Yun’s speed.

After listening, everyone felt somewhat surprised.

"An early-stage sss-level having such power, this kid is pretty impressive."

"That’s because Ah Qiang didn’t summon his Mutant Giant Wolf. Otherwise, that kid would have been eaten by the wolf."

"No matter what, we have to eliminate this kid. Miss Xiaoran is the woman the captain has set his sights on; we can’t let this kid get close."

Everyone began to discuss in low voices, while Lang Hai remained silent, a thoughtful expression in his eyes.

He pondered how he could openly get rid of Song Yun without angering Lang Xiaoran.

On the other side, Song Yun leaned by the door, hearing the rustling sounds, clearly indicating that Lang Xiaoran hadn’t fallen asleep and was tossing and turning.

Although the tent blocked their sight, it was still made of branches and leaves, allowing Song Yun and Lang Xiaoran to hear each other’s sounds almost perfectly.

After a while, Lang Xiaoran suddenly said, "Song Yun, tell me a joke, I can’t sleep."

A voice suddenly reached his ears, and the corners of Song Yun’s mouth lifted into a mischievous smile, saying, "Alright, listen carefully."

"There was a beautiful woman who got sick and went to the doctor. The doctor asked her: Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"The beauty coughed twice and said: Sore throat."

"The doctor suddenly realized: Oh, it turns out it’s your time of the month."

"The beauty immediately nodded and said yes."

Song Yun’s voice wasn’t loud, but in the stillness of the night, it spread.

Not only did Lang Xiaoran hear it, but Lang Hai and the others sitting on the other side also heard the joke.

For a moment, Lang Hai and the others were all puzzled.

Because they couldn’t understand the joke.

Lang Xiaoran was equally bewildered and asked, "Song Yun, did that girl have a fight with her period? That’s why she shouted her throat hoarse."

In the Beast Spirit Clan, they didn’t understand modern terms.

Song Yun explained, "In the outside world, ’Aunt Flo’ refers to a woman’s period."

"Oh, so that’s what it is."

Lang Xiaoran’s voice became very soft, clearly showing that she was a bit shy talking about this topic.

And involuntarily, she even squeezed her legs together a bit.

Talking about women’s private matters with Song Yun made her feel a tingle all over.

She was actually embarrassed to continue discussing this joke, but she couldn’t suppress her curiosity and couldn’t help asking, "Song Yun, why did that beauty have a sore throat, and the doctor said it was because of her period? Is there a connection between the period and a sore throat?"

Song Yun replied earnestly, "There’s no direct connection, but during the period, women can’t engage in that activity with men. So, the beauty’s mouth got tired and eventually caused a sore throat."

Although Song Yun didn’t spell it out, Lang Xiaoran understood what "that activity" meant.

Immediately, her cheeks flushed red, feeling a burning heat.

If it were someone else, she would definitely be angry, thinking it was teasing her.

But with Song Yun, she didn’t feel that way at all.