Chapter 901: Chapter 890 Reverie

Tang Hunshi’s face turned gloomy upon hearing Song Yun’s words.

“Tell me, how did he end up running with you?” Song Yun walked to the table and, after sitting down, looked at Tang Hunshi and asked.

“Just like that, we met at a friend’s gathering, then he said he admired me. I thought since he’s from your Song Family and his old man is also Song Kunlun, I let him tag along with me!”

“Do you think someone whose status is not much less than yours would be foolish enough to follow you? If he wanted to play in the gray areas, his father’s influence is much stronger than yours now. Why is he not involved in the Northeastern Three Provinces, but instead playing follower here with you? Do you think he has no ulterior motives?” Song Yun asked.

“This…” Tang Hunshi thought carefully and realized it was indeed like Song Yun said. Before, Song Kunhu had told him that he admired him for doing whatever he wanted and said he was really awesome, so he wanted to follow him. But Song Kunhu’s father is Prince Song Kunlun from the Northeast, such an influential person’s son, how could he act as a sidekick? Although normally he treated him as a brother, Song Kunhu often served him like a subordinate. Could this be possible for a boy raised in luxury?

For a moment, Tang Hunshi had endless wild thoughts about Song Kunhu’s motives for approaching him.

“Think again, even if Song Kunhu truly admires you, what about his father? Could his father really allow his son to be someone else’s flunky? Or do you think you can control Song Kunlun?” Song Yun continued to ask.

“No… I can’t!” Tang Hunshi said with a sullen face.

“That’s right, why would people follow you? They are using you as a pawn, and you’re still clueless about it. If you really got seriously hurt this time, who would suffer? I’d suffer! We’d both suffer, but who would benefit? Song Kunhu would benefit. Maybe you also know about the matters in my Song Family. Besides the main lineage, the branch represented by Song Kunlun is the strongest. If you die this time, they will surely blame me. You’ll be gone, and I may even be expelled from the Song Family. So tell me, if I killed you, what good would it do me?” Song Yun asked.

Tang Hunshi’s face got darker with Song Yun’s words. As a notorious troublemaker in the Jingjin Region, Tang Hunshi had always been the one playing tricks, never the one getting tricked. Hearing Song Yun’s words, it seemed he had been set up and almost lost his life as a result. How could Tang Hunshi bear that? He wished he could capture Song Kunhu and confront him right now.

“Sigh, actually, I really sympathize with you.” Song Yun said with a compassionate expression, “Anyone would be frustrated by something like this, but what can you do? Are you going to kill Song Kunhu? He’s Prince Song’s son. If you kill him, no one can protect you, because you’re in the wrong, and you don’t have any evidence, right?”

“Damn it!” Tang Hunshi couldn’t help but slam the table and stand up, “I’m going to ask Kunhu right now!”

“Do you think he’ll admit it?” Song Yun asked, “When I first came in, I felt something was off. Song Kunhu followed you before, but now he’s not. Why do you think that is?”

“He’s trying to distance himself!” Tang Hunshi said.

“Exactly.” Song Yun chuckled, “You’re not as dumb as I thought, haha.”

“Song Kunhu, Song Kunhu!!!” Tang Hunshi gritted his teeth, his face as dark as Judge Bao’s, radiating a murderous aura. “I treated you like a brother, and you stabbed me in the back!”

“Actually, this is just my opinion!” Song Yun said, “I don’t have any direct evidence proving it was Song Kunhu who set you up. If you think you can handle interrogations well, I suggest you press this Coyote. Maybe he might reveal something to you!”

Tang Hunshi’s eyes lit up, and he glanced at Coyote. He said to the person next to him, “Take him away for me.”

“Yes!” The henchman beside him went over to Coyote, who was already paralyzed from the waist down, and took him away.

“Actually, I think it’s not just Song Kunhu involved in this.” Song Yun would not miss any chance to sow discord between Tang Hunshi and those so-called young nobles of Beijing.

“What do you mean?” Tang Hunshi frowned, looking at Song Yun.

“Think about it. You met Song Kunhu at a friend’s gathering. So, at which friend’s gathering did you meet Song Kunhu? Was it a friend who introduced Song Kunhu to you?” Song Yun asked.

“Back then…” Tang Hunshi showed a look of recollection, then said, “Back then, it seemed it was Li Xu who organized the gathering. During the event, Li Xu introduced Song Kunhu to me!”

At this point, Tang Hunshi’s expression changed, and he said, “Are you saying that Li Xu conspired with Tang Hunshi to set me up?”

“I have no evidence of that.” Song Yun shook his head, saying, “These things are just speculations.”

Song Yun’s words were quite clever. He didn’t tell Tang Hunshi it was so but used an uncertain tone, which actually made his words more credible.

If you confidently assert something, people will certainly ask for evidence. If you can’t provide evidence, it gives the impression that you’re speaking without basis, making your words untrustworthy.

However, if you propose a hypothesis, lead the other’s thinking down a path, and then mention you have no evidence, the other person will actually find your words more credible. If you were lying, you wouldn’t say things like “we have no evidence to support this theory.”

So, Tang Hunshi’s thinking was led by Song Yun down an irreversible… well, actually, a bright path.

With a few words from Song Yun, Tang Hunshi increasingly felt that his initial encounter with Song Kunhu was too coincidental!

Sometimes, giving a certain answer is not as effective as providing an ambiguous response, because only ambiguity leaves more room for imagination.