This is also an open-style booth, allowing a view of the lovestruck men and resentful women dancing in the adjacent dance floor. Song Yun and the Prince each sat on the sofa, facing each other. "Your place, it’s not bad," Song Yun said with a smile. "At least it can earn you a seven-figure sum a year, right?" "Hehe, it’s okay," the Prince said with a slightly smug expression. "When business is good, it makes seven figures in a month." "Oh! So, it seems you’re not poor," Song Yun said with a smile. The Prince’s expression changed slightly, and he said, "Today we need to talk about this properly." "Oh?" Song Yun raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you planning to give me your five venues? If they’re one, I could just take four." Song Yun pointed at the floor. "You’re thinking too good," the Prince shook his head and said. "Right now, you’re on my turf, my home ground, and everyone here is mine. You... don’t have the right to bargain with me." "Oh? Aren’t these just a few people?" Song Yun glanced at the people standing behind the Prince and said, "With just a few people like that, are you bluffing me?" "How do you know I only have a few people?" The Prince sneered and snapped his fingers to the person next to him, who walked aside. Song Yun watched all this with amusement. Soon enough, about twenty people appeared in front of Song Yun. "See, now I have more people," the Prince said with a smile. "Next, let’s revisit the issue of you hanging up on me today." "Hanging up on you made you feel heavy resentment?" Song Yun’s face carried a relaxed smile. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Hmph, my call isn’t something others can just hang up on," the Prince arrogantly said. "If you don’t give me an explanation today, you’d better not think about leaving here." "What? Planning to use force against me?" Song Yun asked with a smile. "That depends on your performance. I’ll give you two choices: one, apologize to me now, then you call me, and I hang up on you once," the Prince said. A surprised expression appeared on Song Yun’s face. The Prince actually made such an idiotic demand? "Second, you get your arms and legs broken and thrown out by me." "What about our wager? My five venues?" Song Yun said. "You still want five venues?" the Prince said disdainfully. "Tonight, if you can leave here intact, it will be impressive enough. As for the venues, don’t even think about it!" "Looks like you’re hosting a Hongmen banquet tonight!" Song Yun shook his head helplessly and said, "Sigh, how didn’t I see this coming? Why did I come over here like a fool?" "It’s not too late to realize now," the Prince said. "Write a statement right away saying you’re voluntarily giving up on my five venues, and then, you need to apologize—apologize until I’m satisfied!" "Can’t we make some concessions?" Song Yun asked. "Absolutely not," the Prince said arrogantly. "On my turf, I have more people, and I’m not making any concessions, so what?" "More people?" Song Yun said helplessly. "What era are we in, still comparing whose side has more people?" "I just have more people. If you have the guts, compete with me. Maybe you’re badass in Sunan, Song Yun, but here, you don’t count for shit!" the Prince said. "I don’t know why my dad’s company won’t take you down, but don’t think you can show off in Guangzhou like you’re some big deal from outside. You’re just dumb." Song Yun sighed again and then said, "Do you want to compete with me in terms of numbers?" "Yo? Do you still have people to call?" the Prince said disdainfully. "Go on, I’ll give you time, see how many people you can bring!" It must be said, the Prince’s information network was still very narrow and outdated. Almost all parties like Lei Long, Xingyi’an Company, or Emperor Wang knew that Song Yun had already brought a hundred elites from Sunan to Guangzhou. Currently, Song Yun had no fewer than 100 capable people, and these one hundred were all elites among elites, basically capable of taking on five each! This outdated information severely cost the Prince later on. "Then I’ll really call someone," Song Yun said on the phone. "Call them. Even if you shout until you’re hoarse, you won’t get three people to help you, hmph!" the Prince said arrogantly. "Dare to compete with me in Guangzhou, are you trying to show off your skills at Guan Gong’s doorstep!" Song Yun did not reply but instead picked up the phone and made a call. The same manager-like person who brought Song Yun in earlier rushed in from outside. "Brother Wang, it’s not good, it’s not good!" The person rushed to the Prince and said loudly. "What’s wrong?" the Prince asked doubtfully. "We’ve, we’ve been blocked at the bar entrance, it’s a whole stretch of them blocking the entrance completely. Guests can’t come in, and some can’t leave!" the person said. "What happened?" the Prince asked. "Who are they?" "They say they’re from the Shura Alliance!" "Shura Alliance?" the Prince gave Song Yun a surprised look and then asked, "How many people?" "About a hundred people." The Prince decisively cursed and then asked, "Are you sure there are that many?" "I’m sure, that’s why I said it’s crowded! There are too many! Our brothers at the door can’t hold them off!" the person said. A sound came from the entrance, but due to the loud and intense dance music on scene, not many people heard it. More than ten people clad in covers ran directly from the entrance and rushed towards Song Yun. Those dozen or so people quickly arrived behind Song Yun and stood in formation. "Trying to outnumber me?" Song Yun said with a smile, "Now I have a hundred people, what about you?" The Prince cursed again and said, "Song Yun, are you insane? For a small issue, you called out so many people. You think it’s a big display, huh? I’m telling you, I’m still not afraid of you!" "I never said I wanted you to be afraid of me," Song Yun said with a smile. "It’s me who’s afraid of you. You brought over twenty people to shout and fight with me. If I didn’t call out more people, I’d be bullied by you. Growing up, the one thing I fear most is being bullied." "I..." the Prince wanted to curse again, but seeing the dozen people behind Song Yun and realizing he likely had dozens more outside, he swallowed his words. "Damn, if you have the guts, give me time to call more people!" the Prince shouted. "Only an idiot would give you time to call more people," Song Yun said with a smile. "If I were you earlier, I would have already taken action, instead of stupidly giving you time to call people. Do you think this is a movie? Now, Prince, put your phone down. I want to talk to you about when you plan to hand over to me those five nightclubs you lost in the car bet with me last time, and just how large a scale of nightclubs you’re thinking of giving me."