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Chapter 431 Yes, Old Deng, it's you.
Song Yi took a few deep breaths, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

He slowly sat up straight, and although he was still in a wheelchair, his soldierly spirit was rekindled.

"Your Excellency, you are so young yet possess such cultivation; you are truly a formidable young talent."

Song Yi's voice regained its composure, but the form of address changed from "young man" to "Your Excellency," the implication of which was self-evident.

His mind raced: This kid is strange, his arrogance is abnormal, he must have a powerful backer. The old emperor's token is even more unbelievable. However, Song Yi wasn't easily intimidated.

"Since you have come prepared, you must be aware of the true nature of Dongyang City."

Song Yi's gaze swept across the study, seemingly penetrating the walls to see the city's formidable defenses. "Within Dongyang City, there are 30,000 garrison troops, all battle-hardened elites. There is also a team of 150 Soul Masters guarding the city's defenses. Inside the north gate, there is an immensely powerful, integrated offensive and defensive Soul Guidance Base, equipped with the Empire's latest Soul Guidance Devices. Mental detection Soul Guidance Devices are deployed throughout the city; no movement can escape our notice. Even..."

He changed the subject, his tone carrying a strange undertone: "There are also two distinguished guests residing in the city. Their strength is enough to make any petty person back down."

Those two were titled Douluo sent by the Holy Spirit Cult to "assist" in defense, but in reality, to monitor the situation.

Song Yi would not say this explicitly, but his confidence was unmistakable.

He was telling Lin You that even if you are powerful and have a strong background, you shouldn't think you can easily stir up any trouble in Dongyang City.

Lin You understood the subtext in Song Yi's words, but still wore his usual calm smile: "Lord Song's military leadership is excellent, and Dongyang City is impregnable. I admire you."

He paused, then changed the subject: "However, since we are going to help the former Crown Prince Xu He regain his position as Crown Prince, and perhaps even go further in the future, then the more power we have, the better. At that time, Lord Song and his former subordinates will naturally be able to clear their names and regain their glory."

Upon hearing this, a complex light flashed in Song Yi's eyes.

He gave Lin You a deep look: "I have a responsibility to the people and soldiers of this city. Even if what you say is a tremendous opportunity, I still have to consider whether I have the life to take it."

Song Yi pondered to himself, "This kid has a mysterious background and unpredictable strength. What he says might have some credibility."

But even if someone has an incredibly powerful background, I can't just board the ship easily.

The best approach is to feign agreement and stall for time. If there are any real benefits in the future, then it's not too late to go with the flow.

Asking him to risk his life now? No way.

Lin You seemed to see through Song Yi's thoughts and smiled, "I understand that City Lord Song is cautious and prudent. It seems that the City Lord feels that my sincerity, or rather, my strength, is not enough."

He knew that empty words were useless against someone like Song Yi, a military man who valued strength above all else. Although his imposing manner had intimidated the other party, it was ultimately just "imposing force," not enough to completely convince him.

Lin You extended his right hand and gently moved his wrist, the knuckles making a series of subtle cracking sounds. He looked intently at Song Yi, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable confidence: "Lord Song, I am seventeen this year."

Song Yi was taken aback. Seventeen years old? To have such an aura at such a young age is simply monstrous.

Lin You continued, "My elders, the oldest of whom are over two hundred years old."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi's pupils suddenly contracted!
In the Douluo Continent, a Soul Master's lifespan is closely related to their cultivation level.

To live to be over two hundred years old, one must be at least a Super Douluo, or even possibly a Limit Douluo! This kid actually has a powerhouse of this caliber backing him up?
Song Yi's expression shifted rapidly, while his heart was filled with turmoil.

He had originally thought Lin You was just a genius from some reclusive family, but now it seemed that his background was far more profound than he had imagined.

"it is good!"

Song Yi slammed his hand on the armrest of his wheelchair, a resolute glint in his eyes. "Since you are so confident, I will give you a chance to demonstrate your strength!"

He called out, "Someone come here!" A servant entered and bowed, asking, "What are your orders, Lord City Lord?"

Song Yi said in a deep voice, "Select ten of the most elite soldiers in the army, all of whom must be at least Soul Master level, and have them await orders at the training ground!"

"Yes!" The attendant accepted the order and left.

Lin You shook his head, a playful smile playing on his lips, his gaze still fixed on Song Yi: "No need for that."

Song Yi stared at him in astonishment: "What do you mean by this, sir?"

Lin You relaxed his shoulders, his tone casual: "What I mean is, the one I want to challenge is you, Lord City Lord."

"what?"

Song Yi almost thought he had misheard. He chuckled and said, "Young man, it's good to have ambition, I admire that. But blind arrogance is not a virtue. Although I am seriously injured and my cultivation has regressed, I was once a Title Douluo. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Are you sure you want to challenge me?"

Lin You's smile remained unchanged as he countered, "Could it be that the aura I just displayed was nothing but a bluff in the eyes of the City Lord?"

He stepped forward, his gaze sharpening: "Lord Song, time is of the essence, please enlighten me!"

Staring into Lin You's confident eyes, Song Yi felt his fighting spirit rekindled by the young man. He had originally intended to send his soldiers to test Lin You's abilities, but now he changed his mind.

"Good! What an arrogant brat!"

A glint flashed in Song Yi's eyes, and he waved to the attendant who was about to turn and leave, "There's no need to go to the army."

The servant stood there, bewildered.

Song Yi took a deep breath. Although he was still in a wheelchair, his aura suddenly changed. He seemed to be a sleeping lion awakening. Even with his disability, his domineering presence remained undiminished.

He narrowed his eyes, staring at Lin You, and sneered, "Heh, since you're so confident, I'd like to personally experience just how much of your astonishing aura is genuine! Don't blame me for bullying the weak!"

As a seasoned veteran, Song Yi's skin was thicker than a city wall. At this moment, in order to find out Lin You's background, he didn't care about the reputation of bullying the weak. Winning was the most important thing.

"Please come with me!"

Song Yi maneuvered his wheelchair toward a hidden door on one side of the study. “Although my city lord’s mansion is small, it does have a decent training ground.”

Lin You smiled calmly and followed.

A moment later, the two arrived at a spacious training ground in the backyard of the city lord's mansion. The training ground was surrounded by high walls, and the ground was paved with hard bluestone slabs.

Song Yi gestured for Lin You to wait a moment. He took out a specially made soul tool token from his pocket and infused it with soul power. Instantly, invisible energy barriers rose around the training ground, enveloping the entire area and preventing outsiders from peeping.

After doing all this, Song Yi looked at Lin You again.

The young man before him was tall and handsome, with eyes as deep as the starry sky, calmly gazing at him.

That composure and upright posture stirred a sense of emotion within Song Yi.

He sighed softly, his voice tinged with complexity: "I really am getting old. When I heard the news you brought, my first reaction was to kill you to silence you, so as not to implicate my entire family."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I never imagined there would actually be such a heroic young man as you in this world. The younger generation surpasses the older; you can't deny getting old."

(End of this chapter)