"Sigh."
Mr. Song wasn't as excited as imagined; he merely sighed and said, "That Kunlun kid, after all, was raised under my watch. Now he's been sent to meet his ancestors by our own people, I truly don't... know how to put it, though Kunlun deserved what he got. The Song Family, ultimately, can only belong to our Song Family's main branch. Anyone attempting to seize control will meet the same fate. Now Meiqin's branch is basically without anyone, sigh."
"Just scatter those people into other branches," Song Ergou said. "After all, it's not different whose underlings they are, right?"
"That's true."
For a long period afterward, everyone discussed the matters surrounding Song Kunlun's death, and the events following his death.
By the time everything was sorted, it was already late at night.
Song Yun returned to his room with Qingluan.
Li Shishi and the other women were resting in their rooms; upon seeing Song Yun's arrival, they gathered around him.
