"Since his death, my status in the Ye family has been decreasing day by day, but ironically, my contribution to the family has already exceeded that of my peers."
Yang Chen listened quietly and did not interrupt, but felt a little empathetic.
"There is a bet hidden in tonight's championship battle."
"The three major factions of the Song family control most of the Song family's industry. Every year, they use the Golden Club's championship battle to redistribute the Song family's industry."
"Every faction will look for strong players to compete, but the closer they can get to the championship position, the more they will get."
"If I lose again this time, then all the family properties that I was responsible for before will be handed over to others. I am afraid that I will no longer have a foothold in the Song family from now on."
Song Huayi's face was full of sadness, and there was a bit of strong unwillingness in his eyes.
"I have been losing for several years, and the wealth I control now is nothing compared to the direct descendants of the Song family."
"So even if you want to invite stronger experts, you can't do anything."
"The competition with you for the land in the southern suburbs that day was also a test for the family. As a result, your offer exceeded the highest price the Song family could offer. Because of the failed bid, I have been deprived of part of the family's power."
After listening to what Song Huayi said, Yang Chen suddenly felt a little sad for him, and at the same time he was also a little surprised in his heart.
The Song family is one of the eight sects of Yandu, but it is the most mysterious among the eight sects. It has never had any conflicts with other families, nor has it had excessive interactions with other families.
But what surprised Yang Chen was that the fight within the Song family turned out to be so cruel.
From this point of view, there is still a big gap between the other seven sects and the Song family.
While the two were talking, another strong competitor died on the ring.
"elder brother!"
At this moment, a female figure suddenly sounded behind the two of them.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a tall young beauty walking over, followed by a burly man.
"Xiaoya, why are you here?"
Seeing the woman, Song Huayi asked in surprise.
The woman named Xiaoya said calmly: "Brother, don't forget, I am also a member of the Song family."
After that, she pointed at the burly man behind her and said: "This is the master I invited to participate in the challenge. He once won the third place in the martial arts competition and is very strong."
Hearing Xiaoya's words, Song Huayi looked surprised, looked at the burly man and said, "Don't you know the name of a good man?"
"Young Master Yi, just call me Ada," the big man said.
"Ada, are you sure you can participate in tonight's championship match?" Song Huayi asked quickly.
Ada looked proud: "Don't worry, Mr. Yi. Since I'm here, I naturally know how strong the opponents in tonight's championship are. I don't dare to make false claims about winning the championship, but I can guarantee you that I can win the top three!"
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Xiaoya also looked at Ada with admiration and said happily: "Ada, I'll leave it to you!"
"Haha, good!"
Song Huayi laughed excitedly.
If he can really win the top three, even if he loses to the other two factions of the Song family, it won't be so ugly.
Judging from the past situation, the Song family has not won the top three.
"You guys underestimate the strong competitors tonight."
At this moment, Yang Chen suddenly spoke.
Hearing this, the smiles on Song Huayi and Xiaoya's faces who were very excited disappeared instantly, and Ada also looked at Yang Chen with an unhappy expression.
"Brother, who is he?" Although Xiaoya was angry, she still asked Song Huayi first.