Regarding the love and hatred of the previous generation, Song Yun was actually not too concerned. Whatever past existed between his father and Song Kunlun, Song Yun had not intended to fully understand it. Anyway, Song Yun was naturally a rather laid-back person. At least for now, he didn't have the capital to contend with Song Kunlun, so he let his father take the lead. After all, his father and Song Kunlun had been rivals since they were young and he never seemed to suffer losses.
"Ergou, it's been a long time, and you still have such confidence," Song Kunlun looked at Song Ergou and said, "Every time I see that smile on your face, I always wonder if there's anything in this world that you aren't confident about."
"Like this time," Song Ergou said with a smile, "I don't think I could be more impressive than you."
