Chương 109: Minor Matters of the Shunfeng Escort Agency

The backyard of the Song Manor. Five people gathered around a dining table under the locust tree. It was the three members of the Song household along with Wu Fan and Guan Yu. A few light dishes and several jugs of wine were placed on the table, and everyone chatted happily.

"Little Song, this is truly an eye-opener! I never expected to taste such fine wine today; this trip was well worth it!"

"If Brother Fan likes it, take a few jugs back later and invite the uncles at home to have a taste," Song Que replied with a smile.

"Then I won't be polite!" Noticing Old Guan's eager gaze beside him, Boss Song smiled:"Brother Guan, you can also take a few jugs back to savor slowly later."

"Hehehe, then thank you, Young Master Song." Although Old Guan was a bit thin-skinned, he couldn't bring himself to refuse. He had been looking forward to this wine for a long time and couldn't resist the temptation.

"You two are too polite. I will still need to trouble you both for help with many matters in the county in the future."

"No problem! Brother Song, if you have any issues in the future, just mention my name! I will step forward and resolve them for you!" Wu Fan immediately patted his chest and promised. As for yesterday's task, he wished he could do it every day; or even once a month would be fine!

"Then it's a deal. If anything comes up in the future, I'll have Brother Hong look for you." Sitting to the side, Zhong Hong understood the intent and raised his cup to propose a toast. Wu Fan didn't put on airs and readily drank it dry. These young masters could often be very useful; building a bridge and creating a network for Brother Hong wasn't a bad idea. Having eaten and drunk their fill, the two men grabbed a few jugs of wine and staggered out of the Song Manor.

Busy with work and having no time to rest, Brother Hong drafted Li Xin, and the two ran back out to continue working. Grandee Song, on the other hand, was quite relaxed. He went out to the lounge chair, hugged Mengmeng, lay down to rest, and enjoyed the fruit juice and fresh fruits brought out by Wukong, looking incredibly carefree. In his mind, he didn't forget to switch perspectives to observe the activity at the Black Iron Stronghold. Seeing that everything was normal put him completely at ease.

If there was going to be a rebellion, the recent period would have been the most suitable stage for those bandits to revolt. But two days had passed, and everything was calm, proving that the vast majority of them didn't care who they were risking their lives for. As long as they could get by without hindrance, that was fine. Moreover, wasn't following a strong expert supposed to provide a greater sense of security?...

"Brother A'Niu, Brother A'Niu! Someone is looking for you." Resting in the backyard, Boss Song was suddenly woken up by Er Nya running in and calling him. Lazily opening his eyes, he asked:"Er Nya, don't rush. Did the visitor give a name?" Tilting her little head, Er Nya thought for a moment and nodded:"Yes, yes. He seemed to be called Guan something from the Shunfeng Escort Agency. I ran too fast and didn't hear clearly." It's a member of Guan Xing's family.

Knowing the visitor's identity, Song Que frowned slightly and quickly got up to go outside. For the other party to seek him out so suddenly, it must be an important matter. Stepping outside and seeing Old Guan's eldest son, Guan Ping, pacing back and forth anxiously, Boss Song called out:"Brother Ping, what urgent matter brings you looking for me?"

"Boss, there you are!" Seeing Song Que arrive, Guan Ping ran over joyfully.

"Let's talk inside." As soon as they entered the reception room, Guan Ping couldn't hold back:"Boss, I'm truly embarrassed to trouble you. But there is an important matter that I must report to you." The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.

"Please speak, Brother Ping," Song Que nodded, gesturing for him to continue. Searching for the right words, Guan Ping hesitated for a moment before speaking awkwardly:"It's regarding the escorts. Didn't we go to gather the personnel the day before yesterday? Everyone else is fine, but one person named Dong Tai—one of the three martial artists under the agency's banner—had an issue."

Looking at Song Que and seeing no particular emotion on his face, Guan Ping continued:"This Dong Tai is actually mingling with the Golden Snake Gang and refuses to return. We've tried to persuade him several times to no avail. Having no other choice, we came to report to you, Boss." A mere First-Grade martial artist wasn't important; Grandee Song didn't take it to heart and said indifferently:"A forced melon isn't sweet. Since our paths are different, let's part amicably.

Tell him to pay the compensation fee and leave; we don't need to try and keep him." But seeing Guan Ping's troubled expression, Song Que raised an eyebrow:"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Boss, if it were that simple, I wouldn't have easily troubled you." Guan Ping smiled bitterly:"People from the Golden Snake Gang intervened, and Dong Tai refuses to pay the compensation fee. He is a veteran who has served the Shunfeng Escort Agency for many years, making it very awkward for us. That's why we came to report this, to see how you would handle it." Boss Song was displeased, his expression turning gloomy.

He wasn't annoyed with the attitude of the Guan family; after all, given their many years as colleagues, such awkwardness was understandable. He simply found this Dong Tai unpleasing to the eye.

'People strive to reach higher places'—if he had found a better place, no one could say anything. But doing things this way was truly dishonorable. When the Guan family faced difficulties, they had to figure out ways to dig into their own savings just to pay their salaries. This guy received his money regularly without missing a beat, yet now he wanted to wipe his hands clean and walk away! Where in the world could such a good thing exist?! Boss Song stood up and asked coldly:"Where is this Dong Tai right now?"

"Boss, he is currently working as a guard at the Hundred Victories Casino under the Golden Snake Gang. He should have started his shift by now." So it's there. Grandee Song had visited a few times and had some impression of it. It was one of the largest casinos in the county city.

"Let's go!" Saying this, he quickly stepped out of the house. Although Guan Ping still felt a bit apprehensive in his heart, he didn't dare say much, gritted his teeth, and followed.... The Hundred Victories Casino. Even before the afternoon peak, quite a few people had already gathered here. Arriving at the location, Song Que and Guan Ping saw the bustling crowd inside placing bets. Feeling a sense of familiarity, 'God of Gamblers' Song really wanted to go in and rake in a fortune to satisfy his craving.

But knowing today wasn't the time, he held back and spoke indifferently to the two men standing guard at the door:"Please trouble yourselves to call Dong Tai out for me."

"It's you again? Didn't our boss already say it? That Dong Tai has absolutely nothing to do with your sh*tty escort agency anymore! Scram immediately!" Seeing Guan Ping behind Song Que, the two men immediately guessed their intent and mercilessly chased them away. Boss Song raised an eyebrow slightly but suppressed his anger and said:"Just call the person out for me; how we settle this is our private business!"

"Kid, are you deaf?! Did you not hear what I said clearly?!" One of the men stepped forward aggressively and pushed Boss Song with his hand. But Song Que stood there like a solid boulder, unmoving, staring at the man with cold eyes. The man used all his strength but couldn't budge him an inch. Just as he was cursing his luck, he saw the youth in front of him reach out, grab his hand, and gently bend it. He instantly fell to his knees as if mourning his parents, wailing miserably:"Let go...

let go quickly, it's breaking!!" The other robust man standing beside him was also shocked. He drew his saber and threatened:"Kid, I don't care who you are, let go of Old Duan immediately! Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson today!"

"If you dare raise that saber, I will break your arm!" Song Que cast a cold glance at him. The man felt as if he were being targeted by a prehistoric beast; his hair stood on end, and he stood frozen in place, losing his composure. Refining essence into energy, refining energy into spirit. As the vitality in a martial artist's body grew, their internal spirit was also nourished and became more powerful. The oppressive aura from the body originated from the spirit.

For puny First-Grade martial artists like them, being intensely stared at by Boss Song felt no different from being surrounded by five black bears. The bone-chilling terror was palpable. The commotion outside quickly drew a crowd from inside. After all, it was still just the warm-up period, not yet peak hours, so people didn't mind watching a show.

"Who dares to act wildly on the Golden Snake Gang's territory?!" At this moment, a middle-aged man pushed through the crowd from inside. He looked at Song Que with cold eyes and asked:"Are you the kid looking for trouble?" Noticing the fluctuations of vitality on the opponent's body, he was indeed a Third-Grade martial artist. But to Boss Song, that wasn't enough. He spoke indifferently:"Are you the manager here?"

"That's right! This old man is Peng Gu, the manager of the Hundred Victories Casino!" Nodding, Boss Song said:"Then that's good. You are employing a member of our Shunfeng Escort Agency here. Call him out immediately to settle this." The Shunfeng Escort Agency? Where did this bunch of nobodies crawl out from? Peng Gu instantly felt relieved and shouted coldly:"Insolent! Is this a place where you can act wildly?! I don't give a damn if you're the Shunfeng or Shun-sail Escort Agency!

Leave immediately, and I can magnanimously overlook today's matter!"

"So there's no room for discussion?" Boss Song raised an eyebrow. Seeing him still acting so arrogant, Peng Gu's anger also surged:"What? You dare make an enemy of our Golden Snake Gang?!" Just a greenhorn who crawled out of some corner! Peng Gu completely disregarded him.

"Guan Ping, what are you doing here again? I already told you, from now on I have no connection with your Shunfeng! Stop bothering me!" At this moment, a voice rang out, and a burly man with the back of a bear and the waist of a tiger, sporting a face full of whiskers, walked out from the crowd. Judging by his words, he was undoubtedly Dong Tai.

"Excellent!" Boss Song smiled, waved his hand, and tossed the wailing, teary-eyed robust man aside. Turning to him, he asked:"You are Dong Tai?"

"That's right. You must be the one who bought the escort agency. Let me tell you, I am now a member of the Golden Snake Gang; I am no longer part of Shunfeng! It's best if you stop pestering me. After all, your escort agency is on its last legs anyway, so why struggle?" Unaware of the impending disaster, Dong Tai spoke quite boastfully.