Song Yuanxing slapped the table.

Song Yuan's body shook for a moment and sat upright.

Looking at Song Yuanxing's red eyes, Song Yuan found that his throat was as if something was blocking half of it, and he couldn't even jump out of half of the sound.

Song Yuanxing stood up and pulled Song Yuan up too.

"Walk!"

Song Yuan followed Song Yuanxing with a confused look on his face.

Walking through the Shadow Gate, the people who were patrolling the Shadow Gate all greeted them quickly when they saw them.

"Sect Master, Second Young Master!"

As a result, Song Yuanxing didn't even look at them.

"What's going on? Our sect leader looks very angry?"

"Ahem, I don't know about this? Could it be that the second young master made the sect leader angry?"

"No, if you say it's the eldest young master, I still believe that how could the second young master make the sect leader angry?"

"Hey, forget it, these things are not something we worry about, let's continue patrolling the night."

...

Following Song Yuanxing, Song Yuan walked into the Song Family Ancestral Hall.

Song Yuan gradually realized in his heart and guessed what his father wanted to do.

When he entered the ancestral hall, white candles were lit around him, and the people responsible for taking care of the ancestral hall were also bombarded by Song Yuanxing.

"Come here and kneel down!"

Song Yuan looked pale and walked up to him, kneeling on the ground, not even kneeling on the cushion.

"Look, you said to our ancestors of the Song family, tell them, you are leaving the Yingmen now, and abandoning the family business of my Song family, and tell them!"

"father……"

"explain!"

Song Yuan rolled his Adam's apple, but he didn't dare to say a word.

"Hmph, I'm not sure if I have the ability to make a decision, but I can't say it?" Song Yuanxing cursed, picked up the rattan in his hand, and looked at Song Yuan's back for a moment.

Song Yuan was in pain, but he didn't frown.

After a few beats, Song Yuanxing cursed: "It's boring!" He threw the rattan aside.

The panting Song Yuanxing sat on the cushion, staring at the swaying candlelight, with his back to Song Yuan, and said, "You are really different from Song Yang. In the past, every time I hit Song Yang here, he would

I cried like a sissy. In fact, I haven't hit you a few times, but you are different. No matter how you hit you, you don't say a word, making me feel embarrassed. Outsiders think that I love you too much and deliberately don't want to use force."

Then, Song Yuanxing continued, "So, Song Yang will be beaten a lot less than you. He is crying, and I can only click to stop, but what about you? You have to argue with me, ah..."

"Dad, at that time, I thought I was right."

"I know you are right." Song Yuanxing said, "Otherwise, do you think you can still secretly win over so many people?"

Song Yuan laughed.

"But, if I don't hit you, I'm worried that you won't grow up that big."

Song Yuan was stunned and his expression became solemn.

"Dad, you have done a good job."

Song Yuanxing waved his hand: "That's because your father is incompetent, and he can't see it. It has nothing to do with you. My responsibility is my responsibility. However, this also shows a problem. You are a donkey and you are stubborn. If you think you are right, you are unwilling to bow your head. In fact, it's good. As immortal cultivators, we should have such awareness, but there are also bad things about this, that is, it is easy to cause trouble for ourselves. We should save our lives, and we should restrain our wings. Don't you understand this principle?"

"I understand now."

"It's not too late to understand now." Song Yuanxing said, "What benefits did Gao Ge promise you?"

"Equivalent to the deputy sect leader."

Hearing this sentence, Song Yuanxing jumped up directly from the ground.

"What? Deputy Sect Master?"

"Ahem, the current deputy sect leader of Xingchen Sect is Yue Xincheng, Gao Ge's good brother. You know, but Yue Xincheng has no interest in managing Xingchen Sect. He has always been Wen Yihuan as the butler. Now Wen Yihuan is leaving Xingchen Sect for a while, Gao Ge hopes that I will take this responsibility."

"What if Wen Yihuan comes back?"

"If he comes back, he may resettle me, and maybe I will become the head of the Intelligence Hall."

Song Yuanxing snorted, lit a cigarette, and said, "Don't you regret it at that time?"

Song Yuan shook his head: "It's not that I don't regret it later, but when Wen Yihuan comes back, he will find that the Xingchen Sect is well managed by me, better than when he was there. At that time, I gave him that position, and he couldn't even take it."

Song Yuanxing burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, very good! It's my son, haha, I have an idea,

Have courage, but are you sure you can do it?"

"I don't know, but I will give it a try." Song Yuan said, "What Gao Ge promised me is that as long as I go, the Shadow Sect will be protected by the Star Sect forever. Even after the Star Sect enters the Cave Heaven and Blessing Land, it will bring the Shadow Sect in. Of course, I don't think this is a good thing, because with the current strength of the Shadow Sect, it is not enough to enter the Cave Heaven and Blessing Land. So, Dad, if I go, can you let the Shadow Sect grow a little longer?"

"Nonsense! Do you look down on me?"

"No, no..." Song Yuan was sweating profusely.

"Okay, since you have figured it out, then go. This is not a bad thing. Moreover, I always think that you are very capable and really in the Yingmen Sect, you will be the leader of the Yingmen Sect in your life. Others think that the Yingmen Sect is a first-class sect, which is very good, but I know in my heart, what a big deal is the leader of the Yingmen Sect?"

Song Yuan widened his eyes and looked at Song Yuanxing.

"Dad, did you agree?"

"If I don't agree, you won't be happy. Even if you don't go now, you may still be thinking about it in the future." Song Yuanxing sneered, "Since that's the case, what will I stop you from doing? Besides, the Star Sect is now the flesh in the eyes of the hungry wolf. What role can you play when you go?"

"Be a hammer."

"Hammer?"

"Yeah." Song Yuan said with a smile, "knock off the teeth from the hungry wolf's mouth."

Song Yuanxing took a deep breath.

"Dad, if I really go, will the Shadow Sect have to be handed over to Song Yang?"

"Why, can't bear to bear?"

"It's not that I can't bear to let it go, it's that I think he... is not capable." Song Yuan's eyes were deep, "I know, you don't like to hear such words. After all, he and I are brothers, but if I don't say it, I think the Shadow Gate will be destroyed in his hands."

Song Yuanxing stood up, lit the incense, bowed to the numerous tablets, and then inserted the incense into the incense altar.

"Don't worry, your father, I'm not a fool. I understand these things. Besides, do you really think that if we don't have you in the shadow sect, you can't hold on? Then there will be no successor? Oh, don't take yourself too seriously, and don't take me too seriously! My damn, I'm not old."

Song Yuanxing touched his chin and continued, "What's the situation now? Two large numbers, one large number is abandoned, and the other large number has been stolen. So what's going on? I'll practice another number!"

Song Yuan: "???"
Chapter completed!