Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 718 - 81: Pretending Until It Becomes Real

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Song Wei's smile suddenly froze on his face.

Song Zhuo also looked at Song Gengzhao with a face as cold as ice.

After having a drink, Song Gengzhao said,

"Since you've already suffered in silence for so many years, and you're used to bowing your head, then just continue to keep it lowered. In my Song Family, having one person with full talents is enough, more is useless."

Song Gengzhao slowly set down his wine glass, his gaze firmly fixed on Song Wei and his son. Where was there even a trace of twilight in his eyes?

The atmosphere in the grand hall suddenly became oppressive.

Suddenly, Song Wei felt a murderous aura in his elder brother's eyes, one he didn't know when had filled them.

He had bowed before Song Gengzhao for so many years, and suddenly felt fear, even though it seemed Song Gengzhao should have no cards to play.

Song Gengzhao shook his head and said,

"Is the elder's table a place for a junior like you to sit at? Maybe you have some talent, but it's ultimately not suppressed enough."

The young have a saying, "Don't bow your head, your crown will fall."

But in this world, to the elderly, those who won't bow their heads also cannot wear the crown.

Song Zhuo had bowed his head for twenty years, always living under Song Que's shadow. Now that Song Que was gone, naturally, he refused to bow his head, and said,

"Uncle, I call you uncle as a sign of respect, but don't push your luck just because you're older. I might as well make it clear today, even if I had to wash the Song estate in blood, no one would dare to gossip about occupying the sixth floor. If the people of the First Fortress truly learned of your death, those who would cheer in delight far outnumber those who would mourn in sorrow."

With the façade ripped away, Song Zhuo stopped pretending.

Song Gengzhao shook his head and said,

"After you revealed your ten talents, outsiders said you were more outstanding than my son Song Que, but upon my observation today, your excellence is merely relative to Song Qinwen and Song Qinwu, two bumbling fools. Do you really think you can compare to my son Song Que?"

With these last words, Song Gengzhao's dominance was fully displayed.

It was then that Song Wei suddenly remembered, Song Gengzhao had been in power for so many years, and only Li Wanye had outdone him.

And who was Li Wanye? Who was he himself? For some reason, although he had been full of confidence, he now felt suddenly panicked.

Song Zhuo scoffed and said,

"So you mean to say, Uncle, that no one is fit to be the Lord of the First Fortress in your eyes?"

Song Gengzhao replied,

"Of course, there is someone - my son Song Que, without a doubt!"

Song Zhuo burst into laughter.

Having lived long enough under Song Que's shadow, now even the mention of Song Que only filled him with disgust:

"Setting aside that Song Que's life or death is uncertain, even if he were here, what could he do? Outside, there are those who denounce Song Que…"

Song Zhuo's words suddenly halted.

For a figure had just entered the room at that moment.

The man was well-dressed, with an air of nobility, yet his demeanor was composed, modest, and refined.

"You… why are you here? You're not dead?"

After it was proven that the Judgment Knight had acquired emotions, not long after, Song Que abducted hundreds of thousands and fled to the mining area.

Many speculated that Song Que had died, which is why Song Zhuo was not surprised by his reaction.

Song Que's arrival was shocking not only to Song Zhuo, but to everyone present.

Song Que saw everything that had happened in the Song Family that day. His smile was still gentle, but tinged with a hint of helplessness:

"I remember when we were kids, you never liked me much. One distinct memory, we ran into each other in a toy store, and dad and Uncle Six each bought us toys. Then, when you saw that the toy in my hand was the same as yours, you threw yours away. Back then, I thought you simply didn't like it, but now it seems you just didn't like me."

Song Que moved slowly beside Song Gengzhao, facing the crowd.

His two older sisters were equally surprised; they hadn't expected Song Que to return. Their father had kept this secret even from them.

Song Zhuo thought to himself that both he and Song Que had full talents; everything Song Que had done, he had also accomplished. There was no reason to fear him!

He would become the youngest fortress lord and, in the future, could contend with Li Wanye for this world.

Isn't that how the story is written? To endure humiliation and work hard, a decade to forge a sword, and in the end, the sword would be renowned throughout the land.

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He had bided his time for long enough; now was the moment to reveal his edge!

But looking into Song Que's calm eyes, Song Zhuo suddenly felt timid.

Song Que said,

"After today, I will take charge of all Song Family affairs, the business, the governance of the fortress, everything under my jurisdiction. Uncles Three and Four, you will manage your own businesses.

"But Uncles Two and Five, from this day forth, you will stay within the Song estate and rest well. Although you lose your business, your lives are spared. Worry not for the rest of your days; the Song estate is large, and living here for recuperation is by no means shabby treatment."

"As for Uncle Six, had you not brought these Judgment Knights today, for the sake of our past, I wouldn't have taken any action against you. It's a pity, though, that you overstepped your boundaries."

Song Que stated these things calmly, with a gentle gaze but an unequivocally firm tone that allowed no room for challenge.

The second eldest and Song Qinwen and Song Qinwu immediately slammed on the table; they too had come prepared, for Song Zhuo and Song Wei had sent Judgment Knights, they had secretly arranged snipers.

Song Qinwen said,

"Song Que, you're nothing but a has-been. During the elections at Ark Fortress, people believed in you, thinking you still had talent, but you can't fool me, you've long been useless. And you, Song Zhuo, who do you think you are? No matter how talented a person is if they're dead, they can't be a lord."