Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 714 - 79: Who Will Attend the Hongmen Banquet_2

But somehow, Song Zhuo always felt uneasy.

A sense of oppression that he hadn't experienced in a long time was gnawing at his heart.

When evening approached, Song Zhuo concluded all his business discussions and returned to his home.

He went to the study.

"Father, did something happen today? You seem troubled," he asked.

"Your brother went down to the lower level today," Song Wei said after a moment of contemplation.

"Oh? Uncle has been locked away these days, and according to spies within the manor, he often spaces out with a sigh. I thought he had given up already."

"I thought so too, but today he went to the lower level and met with some of Song Que's old subordinates."

At the mention of Song Que, a fierce glint flashed in Song Zhuo's eyes.

"These old subordinates are all criminals, aren't they? Shouldn't we do uncle a favor by 'cleansing the court' and 'helping' him?" Song Zhuo said coldly.

"There's no rush. There were quite a few of them, including some new faces. What your brother is implying by going down there at this time is hard to pin down. Perhaps... tomorrow, why don't you invite your uncle for a meal?" suggested Song Wei.

"Using business as the pretext?" Song Zhuo laughed.

"This meal will be a good opportunity to help your uncle figure out sooner who should really sit as the lord of the first fortress," at this moment, Song Wei bore no trace of his former honest simplicity, his eyes gleaming like a wolf.

Song Zhuo did not nod in agreement but hesitated before saying,

"We are ultimately missing that ring. Without that ring, the sword of this Banquet at Hong Gate cannot be unsheathed."

"The issue of the ring is no longer an issue now. The Knights of Judgment have spoken up, and after Song Que's tarnished reputation, Li Wanye, the old fox, did not make a statement but he did detail the powers of the Knights of Judgment. Now, if you are willing to pay, Li Wanye's guards are no longer exclusively the fortress lords' protectors and can even be purchased as private mercenaries," replied Song Wei.

Song Zhuo was aware of this.

The reason for the current abundance of Knights of Judgment was partly due to more people willing to become one, and partly because of increased demand for their services.

The control over the Knights of Judgment no longer rested solely with the lords.

What these purchasers of the Knights of Judgment did not know was that the ultimate control over the knights lay not in their hands. The Pyramid system encompassed over two hundred fortresses, and the ratio of Knights of Judgment to humans had far surpassed that of a few months ago.

Subconsciously, Song Zhuo had always considered that they lacked the military strength to force Song Gengzhao out, but hearing Song Wei's words, he realized,

"Father means... actually, right now... financial power is military power?"

"Even though Li Wanye is the only one able to provide the Knights of Judgment, Li Wanye himself is trustworthy in business. These days, we have gradually taken over all of your uncle's businesses and I have also arranged quite a bit of private military force in secret, not only that, but some of the new generation of hunters have been recruited."

"The new generation?"

"The old hunters mostly participated in the battle of Yuepela Plains. They believe that their commander Song Que would not become an enemy of this world. Although a high price can change principles, deep down, there is always some reservation. Fortunately, people... always come in an endless stream, and in each fortress's third layer, every year, there are many new hunters who have passed the trial of the Chosen, right?"

Song Wei touched his nose, his gaze carrying a murderous intent:

"Apart from the public's sentiment that is not yet fully cultivated and my older brother's unwillingness to give up, there is nothing else to prevent us from standing at the pinnacle of the Song Family. However, these are not problems. If he is unwilling, let him die."

Song Zhuo was startled:

"Father, could this possibly…"

"Don't be afraid. Don't we have the perfect scapegoat prepared? Lin Jue, Qin Qian, Gu Luo, Ye Feng, all these are rebels. It is well known that Song Que has had a dispute with his father Song Gengzhao. Song Que previously had a name, called Zhuo Youcai, having recognized the fortress's Zhuo He as his godfather, which is a slap in the face to your uncle, isn't it?"

"You mean… framing them?"

"How could the affairs of businessmen be called framing?"

Song Zhuo fell silent. He hadn't expected that his father would be even more ruthless than himself.

"So we invited our uncle for dinner, and yet he happened to meet with an unfortunate incident, and the murderers are the rebels, Lin Jue, Qin Qian, Gu Luo, and Ye Feng. Father, you really are cunning."

Song Wei sighed deeply and said:

"When you were younger, I made you always tolerate Song Que. That was a mistake on my part. But now, with Song Que's whereabouts unknown and his reputation tarnished, if he's gone, the first fortress is yours. If he's present… the first fortress still has to be yours!"

Song Zhuo laughed:

"Actually, I don't hate Song Que at all now. I just hope I get a chance to tell him in front of the whole world that I have been the Chosen One these years."

"Let's leave such personal grudges aside."

"I was just talking."

This father and son then talked about many things. Song Wei and Song Zhuo were indeed no longer patient, but they still made their plans carefully and acted afterwards. They had also spread many spies around the Song Mansion.

The father and son talked into the late night, and finally, they also set the preparations for a feast the next day. They nailed down all sorts of details in between.

Just at that moment, around nine o'clock at night, Song Wei's phone rang.

"Song Gengzhao?" Song Zhuo said.

"It's quite strange for your uncle to call at this time."

Nowadays, Song Wei was not afraid of Song Gengzhao and answered the phone.

"Big brother, how come you have time to call me today?"

"I was just thinking, it's been a long time since we last met, thought I'd give you a call to catch up."

Song Wei did not know what Song Gengzhao's calculation was, but after pondering for a while, it was just right. He could take this opportunity to invite Song Gengzhao to the feast.

But before he could speak, Song Gengzhao said:

"How long has it been since the two of us brothers had a meal together?"

"Not that long. Weren't we together during the New Year's time?"

"You, you're just too low-key, and you don't like to come around to my house." Song Gengzhao's tone carried a hint of regret.

"Do you have something on your mind today, big brother?"

"Nothing much, just wanted to see you. Come to my mansion tomorrow for a meal, let's have a good talk."

Upon hearing this, Song Wei furrowed his brow. What kind of script was this?

He was planning a feast to set a trap, and now Song Gengzhao was inviting him to a feast?