sword from heaven

Chapter 100 Conditions
Mei Ying wore a purple blouse, her face was as white as jade, and her bright eyes were fixed on Song Yunge, as if she wanted to see through his heart.

"Miss Mei, please—!" Song Yunge picked up the wine glass.

Mei Ying waved her hand, but didn't touch the wine glass: "I'm not here to drink."

Song Yunge drank it all in one gulp.

Mei Ying stared at him without speaking.

Song Yunge put down the wine glass, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, and chewed unhurriedly.

Yang Yunyan silently filled the wine for him.

Talking and laughing, hearty laughter, whispering, arguing and arguing all around, mixed together to form a buzzing sound.

"Miss Mei, you didn't come here to drink, but to watch me drink?" Song Yunge picked up the glass and drank it down, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and said lazily: "Speak up if you have something to say!"

"Song Yunge, I heard you're making a big fuss." Mei Ying said.

"Don't be weird." Song Yunge drank another gulp, thinking of Chu Xiaoyun, his face darkened: "What you heard is not true."

"I think it's true!" Mei Ying snorted, "It's a good way to kill nine Yuntian Palace masters in one go!"

"You think I have that ability?" Song Yunge squinted at her.

Mei Ying nodded: "What others can't, you have this ability. Although I can't figure out how to do it, my intuition tells me that it is you."

"Thanks to the high praise, I am ashamed to receive it!" Song Yunge picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and chewed slowly.

If he can tell the truth to Zhuo Xiaowan, he doesn't worry that she will spread the word and betray him, Mei Ying...

In the face of life and death, she will not abandon herself, but in normal times, if she can cause trouble for herself, she will never let it go.

Therefore, he has a tight-lipped tone in front of Mei Ying and must not let anything leak out.

Yang Yunyan looked at Song Yunge curiously.

She also has such an intuition, and through insinuations, she can also conclude that she is just curious about how it is done.

He avoided talking, always changing the subject.

After a while, Mei Ying said: "Song Yunge, I heard that you want to be transferred to the White Tiger Guard?"

"I have this plan." Song Yunge nodded and continued to eat.

Mei Ying sized him up: "The White Tiger Guard is very dangerous, especially in the last few days when Tianmei is rampant."

Song Yunge said: "Miss Mei, you are not talking about these things, are you?"

"...Okay." Mei Ying snorted secretly.

This guy sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, but he couldn't exhaust himself. He couldn't hold back his anger, so he could only speak first.

Song Yunge took a sip of wine.

Mei Ying snorted, "How about it, come to my place."

Song Yunge raised his slender eyebrows lightly, chuckled, and continued to sip his wine, noncommittal.

"You don't want to come?" Mei Ying said.

She stared at Song Yunge with bright eyes: "Do you think it's unacceptable for me, a woman, to be your strength?"

Song Yunge laughed and said, "The chief guard of Suzaku Guard is also a woman, even the military chief is also a woman."

"That's martial arts?" Mei Ying snorted, "I don't think my martial arts are as good as yours? So I'm not qualified to be your boss?"

Song Yunge said: "Zhou Shichang is no better than me."

Mei Ying snorted impatiently: "Then why do you disagree?"

"It's not that I disagree..." Song Yunge said slowly.

Mei Ying interrupted him: "That means consent?"

"It's not that I agree..." Song Yunge still took his time.

Mei Ying said angrily, "Are you agreeing or disagreeing? What's your appetite? Just say it!"

Song Yunge smiled without saying a word.

Mei Ying's bright eyes were burning like fire, and she stared at him intently.

She was so annoyed by Song Yunge, she wished she could give him a few slaps, to pry his mouth open and speak out.

Yang Yunyan pursed her red lips tightly so as not to laugh out loud.

She felt that Song Yunge was too bad, and to tease Meiying's appetite, she just forced Meiying to state her conditions.

Song Yunge put down his wine glass.

Yang Yunyan suppressed a smile and filled it up again.

Song Yunge picked up the wine glass, sipped the wine, and looked at Mei Ying with a smile.

Mei Ying snorted softly, "Speaking of which, what conditions do you have?"

Song Yunge said with a smile: "I don't dare to raise any conditions, I'm just an ordinary guard."

"Don't do this!" Mei Ying scolded bluntly: "If you don't say it, forget it, and pretend that I didn't come."

Song Yunge said slowly: "Actually, there's nothing wrong with staying in Zhuquewei. Although Baihuwei is good, it's too dangerous. I don't care. Yunyan won't make it."

"Hmph, it's no wonder you really think so!" Mei Ying twitched her red lips, "You're just a restless one!"

Song Yunge sighed: "I am like this, what's the use of making great contributions? What's the use of going to Perishing God Mountain to improve one's understanding? Anyway, I'm just a sword master for the rest of my life!"

"Yeah, then why do you have to struggle, just accept your fate honestly and take care of yourself for the rest of your life." Mei Ying mocked.

Song Yunge took a sip of wine slowly.

He looked at the sunset sky outside the window.

The sky was dyed golden by the setting sun, and Da Luo City was also dyed golden.

Da Luo City at this time does not seem like a city on earth.

The setting sun also dyed his eyes yellow, and it was as quiet as a pool of water, without waves or ripples.

Seeing how calm he was, Mei Ying tried her best to cheer herself up, she must be able to hold back and suppress this guy's arrogance.

But when she met Song Yunge, even a look could irritate her, making her impatient and unable to calm down.

Her anger rose up, and she wanted to beat up Song Yunge countless times, making Song Yunge cry.

The sun is setting and the twilight is rising.

Da Luo City quickly lit up row after row of lanterns.

The lanterns of Jufu Building were also lit up, suddenly magnificent and more than ten times more prosperous than during the day.

Mei Ying pursed her lips tightly, not letting herself give in.

She knew what condition Song Yunge wanted, but she just didn't want to give it.

Song Yunge wants to be independent and doesn't want to be controlled. Only by acting freely can he make the greatest contribution and quickly accumulate credit.

But if he acts freely, then his great majesty is gone, how can he manage the rest of his subordinates?

So she can't agree to this condition.

Song Yunge put down his wine glass and said with emotion: "You are Sword Master now, so you are already qualified to be the owner of the building?"

Mei Ying snorted softly.

She has indeed been pursuing the position of the Banner, but the position of the Banner has stricter requirements for credit.

Although she has done a lot of merit, she lacks great merit.

Without enough great merit, just relying on some trivial merit, there is no way to be the owner of the building after all.

Although this is only a potential rule and has not been announced, all the White Tiger Guards know it.

Song Yunge said: "However, I heard that there are others who are eyeing to become the master of the White Tiger Guard."

"What do you want to say?" Mei Ying snorted, "Don't tell me you want to join Lu Jian?"

Song Yunge said: "That depends on his sincerity."

"It's up for grabs." Mei Ying sneered, "You're really treacherous, why don't you care about our feelings at all?"

"What kind of relationship do we have? It seems to have been written off, right?"

"...Okay, it's all smoothed out!" Mei Ying snorted, "But at least we are more familiar, right? The cooperation is more tacit!"

Song Yunge sighed: "Forget it, Mei Ying, let's have a drink, and then go our separate ways and go back to our respective houses!"

He said to Yang Yunyan, "One last drink."

Yang Yunyan nodded slightly, and poured three wine glasses.

Song Yunge picked up the wine glass and looked at Mei Ying with a smile.

Mei Ying didn't intend to hold the cup.

(End of this chapter)