Song Yun stood still, quietly contemplating. He had intended to keep a low profile to better cooperate with Mr. Song's plans, wishing not to cause any additional chaos. However, the recent assault had hit Song Yun's limit. If these people were still not satisfied and sought to push further, Song Yun didn't mind showing them that there were some people you could hit, but merely chose not to.
"Come with me," Zhang Longhu said, "I'll introduce you to some people. It might be helpful to you. After all, we are roommates now, and I can't just stand by and watch you get hit all the time." He led Song Yun to a sandbox next to the playground where three middle-aged men were sitting and basking in the sun, the youngest of whom appeared to be in his thirties.
"Long, is this the newcomer who arrived yesterday?" a bald middle-aged man asked.
