Just as Xiao Yun and Luo Mingyue were discussing finding Feng Wushuang tomorrow, Song Chaoyang received a phone call from An Si Niang.
Although the Song Family holds a high reputation among the four prominent families in Beijing, and generally looks down on ordinary people, they dare not ignore An Si Niang. In fact, they have to regard her with special attention.
In Beijing, there are two sayings circulating: "The Horse King is easy to provoke, but An Si Niang of Yuxiang Manor is not."
This shows how formidable An Si Niang is. When her name is mentioned, few dare to disregard her.
At this moment, receiving a call from An Si Niang took Song Chaoyang by surprise.
"Hahaha... Si Niang, it's rare to hear from you. What brings you to personally call me?" Song Chaoyang asked with a laugh.
Song Chaoyang understood that An Si Niang was known for her high standards in the capital. Even the Song Family is nothing in her eyes. Her sudden call must indicate something significant.
Moreover, it likely wasn't good news.
If it were good news, An Si Niang wouldn't have personally made this call.
Sure enough, a voice as cold as ice came through the line: "Song the Head of the Family, Tianyin Record Company is run by your son Tianlong, right?"
"Uh, Si Niang," Song Chaoyang was taken aback, unsure of what she was getting at. He replied, "Are you joking? Tianlong is a government official; how could he possibly run a record company? He has enough on his plate already; where would he find the energy for that?"
In reality, Song Chaoyang had shares in Tianyin Record Company and knew very well that his son was the head of that company.
An Si Niang coldly laughed and said, "Oh, is that so? I heard that Tianyin Record Company is run by Tianlong. If that's not the case, then forget it!"
"Si Niang, heh heh, please tell me what this is about," Song Chaoyang said urgently as he sensed that An Si Niang was about to hang up.
Over there, An Si Niang smiled and said, "Tell Tianlong to release Feng Wushuang. She is a girl from my relative's family, not someone he can just provoke!"
Smack!
With that, An Si Niang hung up the phone.
Uh, that rising star in the capital, Feng Wushuang, is the daughter of An Si Niang's relatives?
From her tone...
Song Chaoyang felt something was off and immediately called Song Tianlong, shouting, "Bastard, come see me right now!"
Upon receiving his father's call, Song Tianlong quickly rushed back.
"Tianlong, that singer, Feng Wushuang, is in your hands?" Song Chaoyang questioned with a dark expression.
Seeing his father's gloomy face, Song Tianlong laughed and said, "Yeah!"
"Do you know that Feng Wushuang is a relative of An Si Niang?" Song Chaoyang yelled angrily. "If you want to play with women, you should check things out first! Although An Si Niang isn't a big deal in the capital, she is not someone our Song Family can easily offend!"
Song Tianlong was taken aback; indeed, he hadn't realized that Feng Wushuang had a familial connection to An Si Niang.
However, he quickly burst into laughter. "Dad, even if she's her relative, so what? I've already given Feng Wushuang to Flower Shao."
"Which Flower Shao?" Song Chaoyang's mind momentarily went blank.
Song Tianlong replied, "Of course it's Han Ziqi, the precious son of the Flower Family!"
"Uh, what do you mean by doing this..."
"Ha ha," before Song Chaoyang could finish speaking, Song Tianlong interrupted him and asked, "Dad, what do you think about that Xiao Yun from the Galactic District? He has injured so many people from our Song Family; should we take revenge?"
Song Chaoyang's face immediately darkened, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. "Such a person, how can our Song Family let him go!"
Song Tianlong smiled and said, "Then, may I ask Dad, what method do you have to deal with this Xiao Yun kid?"
This...
Song Chaoyang was momentarily at a loss for words in response to his son's question.
As for Xiao Yun, he had already used many methods against him. The Sky Valley Trio, Orchid Daoist, Witch Flower Maiden... these were all top experts from the Ancient Martial Arts Sect, and they had all been defeated by Xiao Yun. Even the two Enchantresses from the Demonic Sect that he cherished the most had gone missing after falling into Xiao Yun's hands.
Later, he tried to use American Wilson to eliminate Xiao Yun but ended up with nothing to show for it.
He truly couldn't think of any high-level strategies to deal with this Xiao Yun, who had completely transcended human limits.
"Tianlong, do you have any clever ideas?" Song Chaoyang asked his son.
Song Tianlong sneered inwardly. Damn it, you old man! When Tianxing was alive, you treated him like a treasure and even regarded him as the heir of the Song Family. Ha ha, now it's your turn to seek my advice!
Though he thought this way in his mind, he dared not show it on his face. After all, the Song Family was large and prosperous, and currently, his father was still the Boss of the Song Family. If he offended him, all of that wealth would be out of reach for him. Who knows how many illegitimate children he has hidden away? Any one of them could easily push him aside.
"Heh heh, I've already thought of a way," at this moment, Song Tianlong knew he should showcase his abilities in front of this Old Man. "To eliminate Xiao Yun, we need to focus on Feng Wushuang."
"Oh? What does Feng Wushuang have to do with Xiao Yun?" Song Chaoyang asked curiously.
Song Tianlong coldly smiled. "Actually, in Huaxia, no matter which Ancient Martial Arts Sect or expert it is, the ones you can't afford to offend are those in power. The people must not fight against the officials; this is an unchanging principle in Huaxia. I've already had someone inquire in the Galactic District; Feng Wushuang's mother and Xiao Yun are lovers. Moreover, I have people around An Si Niang; Feng Wushuang is not related to her at all. The reason this woman called you is simply to help Xiao Yun because that surname Xiao has connections with An Si Niang's niece. Now that Xiao Yun is accompanying Feng Wushuang's mother in the capital city, they are staying at her Yuxiang Manor."
After hearing his son's words, Song Chaoyang suddenly realized something. He could hardly believe that this Son Tianlong, whom he always thought would never amount to anything, actually had such cunning plans.
This can be described as Emerging from the Blue, where he intends to use the power of Flower Family to kill Xiao Yun.
“Tianlong, you are quite calculating, good, very good!” Song Chaoyang exclaimed, slapping his thigh. “My son is working at City Hall, his connections are stronger than yours. Hmm, I didn't expect you to have someone by An Si Niang's side, that's just fantastic!”
“By the way, when taking down Xiao Yun, don’t forget to leave me the ethereal blood on him; it will be very useful for your dad!” Song Chaoyang instructed.
Song Tianlong laughed and said, “Hahaha... Dad, you can rest assured, I will make arrangements.”
……
Swish, swish, swish…
Under the watery moonlight, inside Yuxiang Manor.
A Beautiful Woman wielding a three-foot-long sword danced gracefully under the moonlight. Her flowing and agile swordsmanship resembled water flowing effortlessly, leaving Xiaoyu and Xiao Jing standing nearby in stunned silence.
At the same time, a heavy weight pressed down on Xiaoyu and Xiao Jing, their hearts feeling as if a giant stone was resting upon them, their eyes flickering with unease and melancholy.
They both knew that their Boss Lady only resorted to sword dancing to vent her inner turmoil when faced with significant matters.
Crack,
Crack, crack…
The sword pierced through the void, producing several explosive sounds like firecrackers.
With a hauntingly beautiful visage and a chilling sword shadow, at that moment, the Beautiful Woman and her sword seemed to transform into a phantom, dancing in the moonlight like wisps of smoke, bursting forth like fireworks…
Early the next morning, Xiao Yun and Luo Mingyue finished breakfast early and came to bid farewell to An Si Niang.
However, An Si Niang summoned Xiao Yun alone.
In a small study, An Si Niang seemed tired as she leaned back on the sofa. Her long, dark hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her gentle gaze combined with the curve of her lips displayed her warmth. Her expression was quite different from when Xiao Yun first met her.
Seeing Xiao Yun enter the study, she slightly inclined her body and raised her chin, indicating for him to sit across from her.
"Did you sleep well last night?" An Si Niang asked with a smile.
Xiao Yun replied, "Aunt, I felt like I was at home here; I slept quite soundly."
His response greatly pleased An Si Niang, making her particularly happy as if her spirit had been lifted. She sat up straight and said, "Good, good. Next time you come to Beijing, consider this place your home. Um, it would be best if you came with An Yiran next time."
At that moment, Xiao Yun noticed that An Si Niang's eyes were slightly darkened, as if she hadn't slept all night. He asked, "Aunt, what happened? Did you have insomnia last night?"
"Oh, I stayed up all night playing mahjong with friends," she replied.
She was clearly lying. Xiao Yun had heard from An Yiran that his aunt never played mahjong; she spent her time drinking and practicing swordplay.
A woman who enjoys wine and swords must have her unique side.
She wouldn't have stayed up all night just to drink or practice swordplay.
Of course, he also found his thoughts quite amusing.
In reality, Xiao Yun had no idea that An Si Niang had indeed practiced swordplay all night.
Whenever she had something on her mind, she loved to practice in a small backyard of her villa. Under the moonlight, her graceful figure and exquisite swordsmanship often captivated Xiaoyu and Xiao Jing.
An Si Niang inquired and found out that Xiao Yun has a newly established office, which is currently managed by his niece. He accompanied Luo Mingyue to see his daughter this time, indicating that things are not simple.
She knew that Feng Wushuang had been placed under house arrest by Song Family's Song Tianlong, so she called last night hoping that the Song Family would release him. She did not want Xiao Yun to cause a stir in the capital over Feng Wushuang's situation, creating a storm of trouble.
However, she also anticipated that the Song Family would not easily listen to him, especially that Song Tianlong. On the surface, he appeared to be just a bureaucratic thug, but inside he was malicious, comparable to a gangster in the underground world.
An Si Niang really did not want Xiao Yun to get into trouble in the capital.
“Xiao Yun, I met you early this morning just to share some information. The mastermind behind Tianyin Record Company is Song Chaoyang's eldest son, Song Tianlong. He is very treacherous and ruthless, and your ties with the Song Family run deep. What I worry about is that your visit to Tianyin Record Company could lead to some trouble.”
“So it’s that Song Family causing trouble again!” Xiao Yun exclaimed angrily. “So you’re saying that Song Tianlong has Feng Wushuang under house arrest because of me?”
An Si Niang was taken aback and asked, “How do you know Feng Wushuang has been placed under house arrest?”
Xiao Yun coldly laughed and said, “Luo Mingyue has called her daughter several times these past few days, but her phone has always been off. Since she is at Tianyin Record Company, which is run by the Song Family, it’s natural that she is under house arrest. Given Feng Wushuang's character, she wouldn’t keep her phone off all the time. Even if she lost her phone, she would get a new one and inform her mother.”
An Si Niang smiled slightly and said, “You have a point. But until there is evidence, I still hope you won’t act rashly.”
“I understand, Aunt. I will know what to do,” Xiao Yun replied.
An Si Niang paused for a moment and said, “Xiao Yun, then take Luo Mingyue with you. If you encounter any trouble, call me and I will do my best to help you!”
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