Chapter 1000: Reunion
Translator: RITF_Rain Editor: Chrissy
If Song Clan collapsed, Song Jue could go far away with his brother and nephews in the clan. With the stuff Ye Xiao gave him, it wouldn't be difficult to create a new Song Clan somewhere else!
"The problem is solved…" The third steward ran to him and said, "My lord, prime elder has sent for you."
Song Jue looked at the steward in confusion. [Are you spreading the wrong message because of madness?]
[You have been so indifferent to me since the day I got back here.]
[Why do you suddenly treat me so nicely… It makes me feel like your grandfather or something.]
He didn't know that, in truth, if he wanted to take the three stewards as his grandsons, they would be most pleased to accept it. They would even shed tears because of happiness. They would sincerely call Song Jue 'grandpa' with an even nicer attitude than when they called their real grandpas!
Not only the three stewards, but also all the other people who knew what had happened wanted to build a good and firm connection with Song Jue. Those who used to be in a good relationship with him would hope for something better!
[Look how much Song Xuan has gotten!]
[Who doesn't want that! Who wouldn't envy him!]
"Song Qingyang, are you out of your mind?" Song Jue squinted at the steward and didn't move. He said, "What is it? Haven't they killed you all yet? And it is done? My heavens. Where is justice?"
The third steward was embarrassed. "My lord, you are joking… This is serious. We shouldn't make fun of it. Heh, heh…"
"Heh, heh my ass. Am I joking? I am not joking!" Song Jue humphed and said, "You are not my son. I don't need to make you laugh, do I? Who do you think you are?"
The third steward was awkward. He said, "My lord, I know that you have always been unsatisfied with me. I was ignorant. I didn't recognize you, the true god! But… to be honest, who dares to talk to you? If somebody found out I was in a good relationship with you, it would be… You know, I have a family, with a wife, kids, and others… They are depending on me… Please forgive me… Besides, I didn't go any closer to you in the old days, but I never made troubles for you. I was never rude to you. Please, my lord, forgive me. From now on, you are like my grandfather… How about that?"
That was frank. He was being too humble. It was obviously adulation.
Song Jue humphed, "Yet now you dare? You even treat me as your grandfather? I don't have a grandson as old as you!"
"Ahem…" The third steward smiled bitterly, "Whatever you think I am, I am! Let me be honest, things have changed… Song Wuyang and his men are all killed. His power is gone. Over three hundred men died this time. Over four hundred are imprisoned. Another three hundred are expelled… Song Clan is…"
"What? What did you say?" Song Jue stood up. His eyeballs nearly popped out of his eye frames. 'What is going on?"
"That's why the prime elder sent for you… He is waiting in the main hall…" The third steward bowed humbly.
"Go!"
Song Jue jumped up and walked to the door. He was laughing. "Tell me the details. Holy heavens. That is brilliant! Bastards, they finally got what they deserved. This feels so… Oh, right. Who are those men? How come they are so powerful? I am impressed!"
"My brother, my nephew… now this person… Hahahaha… They are the only three I admire…"
Song Jue laughed.
He didn't mean his kindred brother and nephew. He was talking about Ye Nantian and Ye Xiao.
The third steward was surprised. [Brother? Nephew? He admired?]
[Holy heavens. He does have powerful connections…]
As he ran after Song Jue, he told him everything while sweating…
"My friend? Nephew? Visiting me?" Song Jue was confused. "I don't have such powerful friends in the Qing-Yun Realm. Han Bingxue? Frost Sword? He is such a powerful figure. How is he possibly my friend? His boss? A young man? What? This doesn't make sense…"
He was lost. His head was full of confusion.
…
He arrived at the main hall and walked in without hesitation.
He saw eight elders walking out to greet him. "Heh, heh… Little Jue, you came…" They were so nice to Song Jue all of a sudden. Apparently, it was adulation too.
Song Jue had goosebumps when he saw them. "Cut the crap! Little Jue? Little Jue my ass! Don't talk to me like that. I feel sick!"
He walked into the hall with a dark face.
Ye Xiao and Xuan Bing nearly laughed out loud.
[Little Jue?]
[What a typical name!]
[It is as good as Tom and Jerry!]
Also, 'little Jue my ass' was also quite funny.
"Uncle Song." Ye Xiao stood up and walked to Song Jue.
Song Jue was confused before he saw Ye Xiao. When he saw Ye Xiao, he nearly passed out. He was shaking and staring at Ye Xiao's face. He shouted, "Xiao Xiao? Is it really you?"
Ye Xiao answered with a nod.
Han Bingxue's entire face was twisted. It even looked a bit horrible.
[Xiao Xiao?]
[Little Jue is funny enough. Xiao Xiao? This must be a joke!]
[However, I can only laugh at him in my heart… I won't dare to call him Xiao Xiao. That is simply seeking for death.]
He was right. He might get his skin ripped off if he dared to call Ye Xiao that. It wasn't a problem for him, but… he was confused. Song Jue was no better than level seven of Dream Origin Stage. He couldn't understand why he could call Ye Xiao that name!
[Hmm. Wait. If boss calls him uncle, that means he is an uncle to me too?]
[Holy heavens!]
"Hahaha… I was wondering. It turns out my dear nephew came to see me! Great!" Song Jue laughed loudly. He was so happy. He walked to Ye Xiao hurriedly and held Ye Xiao on the shoulders. He looked up and down at Ye Xiao with concern in his eyes.
"How are you? Have you been hurt? You are taller… more handsome… Hahaha…" He was so thrilled. His thin face became red because of it.
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