Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1514 - 1499: Defecting to the Light

"Song Yun..."

Mr. Wang wasn’t too surprised; at this moment, anyone who was trying to persuade him must be from Song Yun’s side. However, this Emperor Wang was someone Mr. Wang hadn’t really heard of before, nor was he familiar within Song Yun’s camp.

"Yes!"

Emperor Wang nodded, smiling broadly, "My master sent me to show you a clear path, Mr. Wang. Following Liu Tianbao will only lead to a dead end; my master is soft-hearted and hopes you seize the opportunity!"

"Why haven’t I heard of you!"

Mr. Wang asked.

"Well," Emperor Wang replied, "my position is somewhat lower than Brother Zhao Yan and Brother Meng Ku. I’ve been out and about for a while, so naturally, you haven’t heard of me. However, in the Shura Alliance, when Emperor Wang speaks, people do listen!"

"So you’re a mid to high-level officer in the Shura Alliance, right?" Mr. Wang inquired.

"You could say that, but soon, I’ll be promoted to a higher position," Emperor Wang said with a smile. "After this task is done, I’ll be returning to Sunan to manage some affairs there. If you’re willing, we could be great friends, and the Shura Alliance is eager to partner with someone like you. If the president of the Wen Commerce Association and Liu Tianbao fall, we’ll hope for someone influential and supportive of our alliance to lead the Association—you’re the perfect candidate!"

"Oh!"

Mr. Wang elongated his response, saying, "Let me think about this, shall we?"

"We don’t have much time to give you," Emperor Wang said with a smile. "Mr. Wang, opportunities are fleeting!"

"Well..."

As Mr. Wang’s eyes darted around, he hadn’t even started speaking when—bang—the door of the villa was kicked open from outside.

"Emperor Wang, haven’t settled things yet!"

A short man wearing a gold chain strode in from outside, his face full of insolence, with a buzz cut, and a faint scar on his face resembling a blade wound, although small, it was intimidating enough.

Several young men followed him closely, with faces seemingly screaming "I’m a sidekick," tightly following the gold-chain man, exuding an aura of violence.

"Brother Wuli, we need to wait a bit; Mr. Wang said he needs time to think it over." Emperor Wang said apologetically.

"Damn it, what’s there to think about!"

The man called Brother Wuli was the same Wuli who was once submissive in front of Song Yun.

Wuli stepped forward within two steps before Mr. Wang, towering over him, and said, "Damn it, what do you have to think about? You’re offered a way out, yet you refuse and follow Liu Tianbao to death!"

"Who is this!"

Mr. Wang’s forehead broke into a sweat as he glanced apprehensively at Emperor Wang.

"This is my Brother Song Yun’s close brother and my boss, Brother Wuli!"

Emperor Wang said with a smile.

"Wuli!"

Mr. Wang paused for a moment, then said, "You... Aren’t you part of our Wen Commerce Association!"

"Damn it, so what if I rebelled? If I was persuaded by others, do you have a problem?" Wuli asked, bowing slightly.

"No problem, no problem!"

Mr. Wang shook his head. He knew about Wuli, who was initially just a peripheral member of the Wen Commerce Association a few months ago but has recently risen rapidly to become a core member. However, it turns out that such a person was planted by the Shura Alliance, so stealthily that no suspicion was ever raised, making Mr. Wang wary of the Alliance.

"No problem, so you’re agreeing to cooperate with us, right? Or agreeing to cooperate with us, right?" Wuli leaned over, his face almost touching Mr. Wang’s as Mr. Wang’s entourages tried to intervene but were deterred by several dark objects aimed at them, too scared to move.

Wuli’s dominance pierced through; Mr. Wang finally buckled and looked down at Emperor Wang, asking, "So, how exactly are we going to cooperate?"

"You’ve been with Liu Tianbao for so many years, surely you have dirt on him. Just give us some of it; after all, Liu Tianbao’s dirt is plentiful. We’re merely offering you a lifeline because neither the Shura Alliance nor pressure can easily bring down a large organization like the Wen Commerce Association, and you’re widely covered. So, if you hand over the dirt, your past and institutional matters will be overlooked. Moreover, we’ll help you become the next president of the Wen Commerce Association. You continue running your business, while the Shura Alliance not only won’t interfere but will assist you at appropriate times. All you need to do is grant us some conveniences in certain areas, that’s all," Emperor Wang said with a smile.

"Well... alright then!"

Mr. Wang quickly weighed the pros and cons before nodding. A moment later, he sent someone upstairs to fetch a safe.

The safe was opened, containing numerous documents.

"These are some of Liu Tianbao’s dirt collected over the years to guard against him turning on me one day!"

Mr. Wang handed the documents to Emperor Wang.

"Perfect, Mr. Wang is indeed someone who adapts to circumstances. Once this matter is settled, my master will personally attend to your affairs," Emperor Wang reviewed the materials briefly before handing them to Wuli. Wuli took the materials and glanced at them, saying, "Damn, who would have thought Liu Tianbao even made you kill someone!"

"It was just competitors; I was cornered," Mr. Wang said, sweating profusely.

"Killing is killing, it’s no big deal. I’ll hang onto these; your good deeds will be remembered, Emperor Wang. I’m leaving now, keep Mr. Wang company!"

With that, Wuli turned and exited through the door. Stepping outside, he wiped his face, removed the scar, and with a composed expression, said to those beside him, "Take me to find Brother Song Yun at once!"

"Okay!"

Meanwhile, Song Yun was in White Tiger’s office, sipping tea and chatting.

The commercial battle with the Wen Commerce Association had been ongoing for over half a month. Under Song Yun’s meticulous planning and control, everything was mostly in his grasp. Although the Shura Alliance suffered heavy losses too, the future of the Wen Commerce Association and at least its leadership was bleak.