Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 204 - 203: A Ten-Second Choice

Chapter 204: Chapter 203: A Ten-Second Choice

Lin Hao was flipping through the contract unhurriedly, completely ignoring Song Wuji:

"President Song, this contract is pushing you to a dead end!"

Song Guolong glanced at Song Wuji, whose face was extremely unsightly, darkened to the extreme, as if he might snap and kill someone at any moment.

But since Song Guolong had already decided to side with Lin Hao, there was no going back now.

He just hoped that Lin Hao could buy him some time.

As long as he had time, he could get his family out of Jiangbei to continue living a carefree life. As for the safety of his youngest son, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was leaving descendants.

It seemed heartless, but it was a choice made in desperation.

"That’s right, it indeed pushes me to a dead end." Song Guolong said hopefully, "Mr. Lin, I wonder, what’s your opinion?"

Beside him, Song Wuji’s brows gradually knitted together.

Lin Hao was truly ignoring him.

Before coming here, he thought everything was under his control, so he was always smiling.

But now, he couldn’t smile anymore.

Someone was challenging his dignity, trampling his face, ignoring his words, treating his words as a fart!

As someone who had always been pampered and the center of everyone’s attention, how could Song Wuji tolerate such a contrast?

He glared fiercely at Lin Hao. If looks could kill, Lin Hao would have died many times over.

However, Lin Hao didn’t care at all and said to Song Guolong, "I do have an opinion. How about letting you become the head of the Song Family, and after becoming the Family Head, you give Cold Blade to me, what do you think?"

What?!

Such a condition shocked everyone in the room who knew about the Song Family.

Even Song Guolong felt that Lin Hao was bluffing.

Become the head of the Song Family.

What a joke, Song Guolong?

Song Wuji couldn’t help but sneer coldly. Turns out this was just a fool. He suddenly didn’t want to make a move temporarily, wanting to see what other ridiculous things this fool could do.

"Mr. Lin, are you... joking?" Song Guolong asked with a bitter smile. Can you be serious at this time?

"Joking?" Lin Hao said earnestly, "Do you think I’m in the mood to joke with you at such a time?"

Song Guolong shook his head subconsciously.

Then, he said in astonishment, "Mr. Lin, you..."

"You only need to make a choice, leave the rest to me," Lin Hao said. "He gave you ten minutes to decide; I don’t have that much time, I give you ten seconds."

Song Guolong fell silent.

He didn’t have time to speak.

In those ten seconds, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Risk and reward coexisted.

Throughout his fifty years of life, Song Guolong had almost always obtained his status through each gamble.

This time, it was the most severe choice he had ever faced.

"In life, it’s all about choices, Mr. Lin, this time, I decide to place the hope of my lineage in your hands."

Initially, Song Guolong really couldn’t see where the hope in Lin Hao lay.

A Grandmaster is strong, but whether it’s an eighteen-year-old Grandmaster or an eighty-year-old Grandmaster, none could rely on such power to make an ordinary man like him the head of the Song Family.

Unfortunately, he had no choice.

Standing with Lin Hao, he still had a sliver of faint hope. If he sided with Song Wuji, they, as a family, would have no hope at all.

Once Song Wuji succeeded, their family’s life would become extremely difficult, and those whom he had offended would also come seeking revenge.

Such an outcome, Song Guolong didn’t want, and didn’t dare to accept!

"Good, you’re very smart."

Lin Hao nodded approvingly; he liked dealing with smart people. If Song Guolong chose wrong even when the answer was handed to him on a silver platter, he wouldn’t be worth supporting.

At this moment, Lin Hao’s gaze finally shifted from Song Guolong to Song Wuji: "Did you hear our conversation just now? If you heard it, call the head of the Song Family over and give up the position of Family Head."

"Pfft."

Song Wuji really couldn’t help it and burst out laughing: "Sorry, sorry, I really wanted to hold it in, but I just couldn’t."

"Haha."

Song Wuji laughed unrestrained, arrogantly, and wildly as if he had been holding it in for a very long time.

His laughter made everyone understand.

It wasn’t just him.

Even the guests invited by Song Guolong couldn’t help but laugh.

An eighteen-year-old kid.

Demanding the head of the Song Family step down, had his brain gotten clamped in a door, or did he think he was invincible?

Even Nangong Lin couldn’t help but shake his head: "It’s interesting, but a bit too overconfident."

Nangong Wan’er’s pretty face looked somewhat worried. Not to mention people who didn’t know Lin Hao, even she who had had interactions with Lin Hao felt that he was being too arrogant this time.

The Song Family, she still knew a bit about.

If Lin Hao didn’t have a strong trump card, making such demands today would likely lead him into very, very big trouble.

Song Wuji’s laughter echoed, spread, and lingered in the hall.

Suddenly,

Song Wuji’s laughter came to an abrupt halt.

His face turned pale.

His neck was caught in a grip.

"Is it really funny?" Lin Hao gripped his neck, forcibly lifting him from his seat, "Try laughing again?"

Song Wuji was furious, summoned his Primordial Qi, and tried to counterattack.

However, he bizarrely discovered that Lin Hao’s hands had severed his connection with the Primordial Qi!

He couldn’t mobilize it at all!

Song Wuji was terrified, his expression twisted as he tried to struggle free.

But, with no Primordial Qi to muster, how could he possibly break free? It was all in vain.

Song Wuji could no longer laugh, only wanted to cry.

Outside the hall, the onlooking guests were stunned.

Crazy!

This kid was too audacious!

He moved to strike without considering the consequences at all!

Assaulting Song Wuji, was this courting death?

Moreover, they were shocked—for Song Wuji, renowned in rumors to be mighty, how could he be so easily grasped by the throat?

They wondered, and the guard Cultivators were even more baffled, bafflement mixed with surprise.

Because they hadn’t seen Lin Hao make a move at all.

Indeed, it happened in a flash; they only saw Lin Hao’s hand already grasping Song Wuji.

"Put down our young master!"

"Kid, you better let go of him!"

The bodyguards rushed forward at once, encircling the scene.

But, Lin Hao had no intention of letting go.

Pressing down forcefully, "Kneel!"

Thump!

Song Wuji’s knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground.

As he attempted to rise, Lin Hao lifted his foot, pressing it down on his leg: "If you dare to get up, I’ll kill you."

"At such close range, surely you don’t believe he can save you."

As he spoke the latter part, Lin Hao’s gaze had already shifted to the side, to the older man who had remained silent and still the whole time.

The older man looked very ordinary. From the beginning, he had been following behind Song Wuji, silent and uninvolved.

"Let him go," said the older man, finally speaking under Lin Hao’s gaze.

[There are two more Chapters tonight, but they will be a bit late. I returned home late, and I write slowly, Xiao Yu feels very tired.]

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