The arrogance just now completely disappeared, replaced by fear and solemnity.

"Young Master Liu, I know you have a noble status, but there are some things you'd better not interfere with, otherwise once the Song family gets angry, the consequences will be serious. You have to weigh it yourself." Zhang Long grinned.

He had already investigated Ji Shitang's background, if he didn't have a strong backer, how could he be so unscrupulous?

"Zhang Long! Don't put on a show in front of me. How can you have anything to do with the Song family?" Liu Cong shouted in a deep voice.

"The Song family is upright and respects their feathers. Some things are inconvenient to deal with, so it's the turn of us low-class people."

Zhang Long said with a smile but not a smile: "Master Liu, I would like to advise you not to meddle in other people's business, so as not to get burned."

"Presumptuous! Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of talking to me like this?" Liu Cong was a little embarrassed.

"I'm not worthy, but Song Jiapei, if you insist on being strong, you will be at your own risk." Zhang Long said in a strange way.

"Hmph! Do you think I'll be afraid if you move out of the Song family? Let me tell you, Yanjing is a place where the king's law is taught, and the Song family can't cover the sky with just one hand!" Liu Cong shouted sternly.

Everyone in Jishitang was watching. As a famous family, they naturally couldn't be intimidated by a group of gangsters.

"Really? My Song family can't cover the sky with one hand, so can your Liu family?"

At this time, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a well-dressed, ugly-looking middle-aged man walked in with his head held high.

The man's face was full of pockmarks, and he still had a rosacea, and there was a black mole the size of a soybean on the wing of his nose.

There are a few hairs growing on the mole, which looks a little funny.

"Hey! Isn't this Butler Song? Why are you here?"

As soon as Zhang Long saw the person coming, he immediately ran up to him with a flattering and humble look.

The ugly-looking man in front of him is Song Zhong, the housekeeper of the Song family.

"Hmph! You've been working so hard and haven't gotten it done for so long. If I didn't come, would you be able to control the situation?" Song Zhong glanced sideways, feeling very unhappy.

"Yes, yes, what Steward Song taught me is that you are wise and powerful, and your ability as a villain is naturally not comparable to yours."

Zhang Long smiled apologetically and slapped him with a smooth flattery.

Giving Song Zhong a smile on his face, the whole person was a little smug.

"Because you are so good at talking, I will forgive you the guilt of not doing things well." Song Zhong raised his head.

"The steward of the Song Dynasty was very benevolent and righteous, with clear rewards and punishments. No wonder he managed the Song family in an orderly manner." Zhang Long continued to flatter him.

"All right, all right, stop gossip, let's get down to business first."

Song Zhong waved his hand, followed his gaze to Liu Cong, and the old god said, "Young Master Liu, I just listened to you and seemed to be very dissatisfied with my Song family. Is there such a thing?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone present were all focused on Liu Cong.

A group of people on Zhang Long's side were gloating and looking like they were watching a play.

The people on Jishitang's side were full of nervousness and fear.

Even though Liu Cong was powerful, he still couldn't get the slightest advantage from a behemoth like the Song family. JrNovels.com