Chapter 994: White and Black

Chapter 994: White and Black

Translator: RITF_Rain Editor: Chrissy

A cold voice was shouting.

"Kneel still!"

"All of you!"

"Bastards! Don't you even know how to kneel? What? Have you been fed with sh*t since you were born? Look at you! I guess you can just be fed with the cold sh*t after others enjoy the warm!"

"Your knees! Bastard! Your knees! Keep them in a row! You are fifteen men! Kneel in a straight row! Understand? Do you understand human language? Bastard! Are you doing this on purpose? Or are you deaf?"

- Pah! - That was a slap on the face.

- Puff! - The one who got slapped seemed to spit out something.

"Kneel straight! Understand? Keep your shoulders in the same height! Here! Keep it a straight line! Your heads! Chests!"

- Pah! -

"I said kneel straight! Look at yourself! Don't you know how to kneel straight? Don't you understand? Keep your chest up! Raise your heads! Keep your legs straight! Kneel on the floor!"

- Pah! -

"And you are the fxcking heir of Song Clan, son of your chief? How can you be so stupid? Did you hit your head and stir your brain into a tofu when your were born?"

"What are you looking at? I said your head! Do you have a brain in it? Or is your brain just rotted?"

…

Song Wuyang and his people finally arrived, and that was the first thing they saw.

It was like the picture of hell for Song Wuyang.

Three dead bodies were lying on their own blood. There were flies and other kinds of insects on the bodies. Blood and flesh were everywhere on the floor.

Fifteen men kneeled in a straight row on the blood.

It was such a tidy and disciplined queue.

Their chins, heads, chests, backs, shoulders, knees… were all in a straight line. They just kneeled on the floor like zombies that didn't dare to move a bit.

Their faces were all pale and full of terror…

They were all trembling. Apparently, they were terrified.

Some of them had even wet their pants. They couldn't control themselves anymore because of the fear, yet none of them dared to move. They were just staying in a straight line…

One mistake could get them killed… None of them dared to take that risk!

Song Wuyang nearly passed out when he saw it.

His son, his beloved son, Song Fei, was one of the fifteen!

He was the first in the line.

He was kneeling straight.

When he saw his father, he saw hope. He saw his savior. He shouted loudly in a deplorable voice, "Father! Help…"

Before he finished, Han Bingxue humphed and stepped over to slap hard on his face.

- Pah! - Loud and clear. It stopped Song Fei from saying whatever he wanted to say!

"Who told you to shout? Bastard! How dare you ruin the perfect line! I think you must be thirsty for death! You know what? Not to mention your father, even your father's father, your great grandfather, or all your ancestors, none of them can help you!"

Han Bingxue was so fierce. At this moment, he played quite well as a henchman who was being rude and overbearing.

Song Wuyang's face turned dark. His sharp eyes stared at Han Bingxue and he said, "Who are you? How dare you insult our man? What do you want?"

Han Bingxue laughed loudly and said, "What? Oh! I insulted your man? My god! I am so scared! That is a sin! I can't commit such sin…"

He clapped his own chest and acted like he was scared, "Oh… I am so scared…"

However, he surely wasn't really scared at all!

He was playing with it! He was fooling Song Wuyang! He was enjoying it.

Song Wuyang was a chief of a big clan. Of course, he got the sarcasm. He was furious.

At the same time, somebody started to tell him what had happened. It was quite simple after all. It just took a few words to tell the truth.

Song Wuyang looked even angrier. The others were right. It was because of his son. His son bullied his own brother in the clan. That was disgraceful. Not only that, he even kept messing with innocent people. That was rude and stupid…

What happened to his son was right. He deserved it.

Half of the men who followed Song Wuyang seemed quite angry. They shouted and yelled, asking the three people to let go of their young lord. The other half were just staying aside with dark faces, staring at Song Wuyang. They were waiting to see what Song Wuyang would do to solve such a problem.

[Your son is stupid. He humiliated others but turned out to be humiliated by them. He disgraced our clan. This isn't finished yet. Nobody knows how big this trouble can be. I wonder what you will do, as our chief?]

Some of them were worried. [If Song Wuyang still insists to support Song Fei on this matter, Song Clan may collapse someday soon.]

"As the chief of our clan, I have already known the truth. This should be our own business in our clan. It has nothing to do with you. How dare you interfere in our clan? Just because of such a small problem, you killed three of our men! How audacious! Yet you didn't stop after taking three lives away! Why do you have to insult our clan like this? You are from now on Song Clan's sworn enemies!" Song Wuyang was shaking because of anger. "You bunch of bastards!"

"Guys! Go get them! Kill if they resist!"

Song Wuyang eventually gave the order. He wanted everybody to know that he would stand on his son's side no matter what unacceptable thing his son had done.

He just had to protect his son.

What he said was obviously making white into black. He wasn't trying to be reasonable at all. He figured he could win this with his power. He didn't even look at Song Xuan, who used to be the most talented man, as if he didn't see him. He glanced at him and looked disgusted.

[That bastard is why my son had gotten into such a big trouble!]

[When this is solved, I will make you beg for death!]

[Not only you, but also your uncles, your father! Everybody in your group! I want you all to suffer!]

"Hold on!" Among the crowd of Song Clan, a middle-aged man stepped out. He looked at Song Wuyang and spoke in a deep voice, "Chief, I think we all know the truth now. Song Fei asked for this himself. We don't want our man suffer such an insult, but we should talk to the three over there in a friendly way. Why do you have to twist the truth and make a ridiculous reason out of it? Isn't it a disgrace to our clan?"

The middle-aged man looked serious. "Chief, are you going to abandon the reputation of our clan?0 Something that has lasted for thousands of years in the history!"

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