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Chapter 781: Chapter 856: I’m Song Lejun!

Listening to the teachings, Song He didn’t miss a single word, quietly listening. This young master of the Song family, one of Tianjing’s Seven Young Masters, was very quiet in front of his second brother at the moment.

The man seemed like a chatterbox opened up, continuing to speak incessantly: "Tianjing, under the emperor’s feet, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and a mix of fish and snakes. Look around, everyone is complex, whether it’s the office clerk or the roadside street sweeper. Perhaps randomly pulling someone up might reveal them possessing hundreds of millions in wealth, unbelievable prowess..."

These words seemed to have gone off track, having nothing to do with the barbecue place at all, but Song He dared not interrupt.

"I once saw a street sweeper, getting up at three or four in the morning to sweep the streets, diligent and hardworking, never complaining. I also wanted to experience what Tianjing is like at three or four in the morning, so I happened to meet him."

"Initially, we had no interaction, but then a little hoodlum went to rob that street sweeper. Perhaps he was really desperate, holding the knife unsteadily. When I walked over, the knife in the hoodlum’s hand fell to the ground at once, seeing me like seeing a demon..."

Speaking of this, the man couldn’t help but laugh: "Song He, do you think I look that scary?"

at his second brother across from him, this young member of the Song Family with astonishing achievements, undoubtedly, his gaze sharp as if to

breath, not flattering but genuinely

bit scary, but alas, I can’t help it, I like keeping a stern face, even

I intend to help the street sweeper. But unexpectedly, the street sweeper took the initiative to give a hundred bucks to the little hoodlum. I asked the sweeper why he did that, and he told me, ’Do a good deed a day, just doing it to accumulate virtue for himself.’ So I became interested, picked up the knife that fell on the ground, and stabbed it into the little hoodlum’s thigh, causing him some pain, and then asked the sweeper how I did. Guess what

smile became even broader, yet

quietly waiting

said what I did was wrong, then took the little hoodlum to the hospital. But I followed, personally paid for the medical expenses for

He couldn’t help but say: "Do a good deed a

kind of awareness, I just feel happy about it. I wanted to do it, so I did it.

"So..."