Tycoon: The Growth Path of a Pitiful Rich Beauty

A pitiful Bai Tang never thought that five years after her mother passed away and her scumbag father ran off, leaving her to live alone, a great gift would fall upon her head. Who said pies don'...

Chapter 521 Footprints and Cracks

Chapter 521 Footprints and Cracks

"Of course not, just rest assured, Mr. Song." Song Tang said with a smile.

The old man in front of her, who had the same surname as her, made her feel close to him.

Seeing that Song Tang really didn't care, the old man Song Di grinned, took out a long brocade box from his short jacket and handed it to Song Tang.

"This is your stuff, Miss Song. Please keep it. The old man is leaving now."

After handing the things over to Song Tang properly, the old man Song Di turned around and left without waiting for Song Tang to say anything.

Even if Song Tang called him softly from behind, he just waved without looking back and did not slow down his pace.

It seems that this old man is not as good at dealing with people as Chu Jiang before.

While Wei Wu and the others were thinking about these things, they also looked intently towards the place where Emperor Song left.

You don’t know until you see it. It’s shocking.

All the bodyguards were frightened again.

Completely different from Chu Jiang before, the old Emperor Song is not a light-hearted person.

Wherever he passed by, his footsteps were no different from those of an ordinary person, leaving shallow footprints on the stone road.

Those were not footprints left by dust, but shallow indentations left on the bluestone slabs, as if they had been stepped into directly!

But as for the old man who had disappeared, the bodyguards had not seen any signs of exerting force on his legs and feet.

He walked by so lightly like an ordinary person, leaving marks on the stone road that could not be made even with a hammer!

Looking at the entrance of the alley where the old man was no longer visible and the shallow footprints on the stone slabs, Wei Wu and the others looked at each other without leaving a trace, and they all understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

No one knows where these strange people around the eldest lady came from.

Each one is so terrifying, yet leaves no trace, which is really frightening.

Thinking about this, everyone turned their eyes to the eldest lady on the side.

Song Tang had already withdrawn his gaze from the entrance of the alley.

She did not notice the slight anomalies on the stone road. At this moment, she was standing beside Qiongying, looking back and forth curiously at the long brocade box in her hand.

“Boom!”

Suddenly there was a dull noise, and everyone at the door felt the ground beneath their feet shake.

Not only Song Tang, who was admiring the brocade box attentively, was startled, but even Wei Wuqiongying and other bodyguards who were watching Song Tang were suddenly startled.

This isn't an earthquake, is it?

Song Tang panicked for a moment and then, with the help of Qiongying, he looked in the direction where the sound came from, while Wei Wu and others discovered what was going on one step ahead.

Including Song Tang who had already understood what was going on, everyone looked at Chen Xiong in silence as he covered his right foot and twitched the corner of his mouth.

At his feet, a bluestone slab of unknown thickness paved on the road had some cracks!

"Miss, hehe."

Seeing the eldest lady and everyone looking at him, Chen Xiong quickly let go of his feet and stood up straight, scratching the back of his head with a silly look on his face.

Song Tang walked to Chen Xiong's side holding the brocade box that he had intended to take a closer look at, and looked at the cracked bluestone slab at his feet with a frown.

"Chen Xiong, what's wrong with you? This cobblestone road has done nothing to provoke you, why are you messing with it?"

"Also, are your feet okay? Take off your shoes and have a look?"

At this moment, Song Tang felt sorry for the stone road and was worried about Chen Xiong's feet.

She was not surprised that Chen Xiong could crack the bluestone slabs.

After being together for so long, she is well aware of the skills and abilities of the bodyguards around her.

These bluestone slabs used for paving the road are quite old, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have a history.

Although Song Tang felt a little distressed, he was more curious about what Chen Xiong was doing.

"Miss, my feet are fine, they're just a little numb at first, but it will be better soon."

Chen Xiong knew that the young lady was worried about him, so he spun around in a circle and jumped a few times.

It's just that his behavior and actions looked so funny, like a mighty gorilla shaking its head, which made Song Tang laugh out loud.

Wei Wu and the others around him all covered their eyes in shame. This big fool was able to make the young lady laugh so quickly after causing trouble. His skills were becoming more and more outstanding.

"Okay then, go back and take off your shoes and take a look. If you are injured or uncomfortable, get treatment as soon as possible."

Song Tang calmed down Chen Xiong who was about to jump up and down, and continued to ask with a smile: "You haven't told me yet what went wrong with you just now. Look, this bluestone slab is broken for no reason."

Seeing his eldest daughter's smiling face fall down and look of heartache, Chen Xiong quickly squatted down and scratched the bluestone slab a few times with his big hands.

"Miss, I just had a sudden thought and wanted to see how solid this stone slab is."

"I will be responsible for repairing it later, and I will make sure that no traces can be seen."

Having followed the young lady for so long, Chen Xiong could of course tell that the young lady was not unhappy at the moment, she was just simply a little distressed.

"Forget it, forget it. How do we fix this thing? We can just put some dirt on it and sweep it." Song Tang quickly stopped Chen Xiong's behavior.

Such a big man, squatting on the ground, was almost as tall as her, but he got his hands dirty by rubbing them on the stone slabs. He looked so stupid no matter how you looked at him.

Seeing that the eldest lady's expression had relaxed, Chen Xiong also stood up with a smile, but was about to scratch his head out of habit, but was stopped by Qiongying beside Song Tang.

"Don't scratch it, go back and wash your hands first."

Chen Xiong was stunned when he heard that. He stretched out the big hand that was about to touch his head and took a look in front of his eyes. He really couldn't scratch it, otherwise he would turn into a gray-headed gorilla.

Song Tang walked back with the brocade box in his hand and smiled. He had been planning to go outside to see what the item was, but was interrupted by Chen Xiong. So he decided to go back and take a look.

Zhou Jing and Qiong Ying followed closely behind her.

The eldest lady didn't take it to heart, but these people were worried. The things Chu Jiang had sent before were extremely precious.

Even if another old man delivers the stuff this time, I guess it won't be much worse, so it's better to be cautious.

Chen Xiong and Wei Wu, who were walking at the end, looked at each other and saw the understanding in each other's eyes.

It is far beyond human power to leave footprints and indentations on the bluestone slabs as lightly as the old man did before.

At least people like Chen Xiong, Wei Wu and others are not good enough.

The main living room of the courtyard house is bright and clean.

Seeing the eldest lady coming in from outside, the aunts hurriedly served tea and water, but were stopped by Song Tang.

All the irrelevant people were sent out, even the cat and the dog were sent to play in the yard.

It’s true that these two little guys, especially Big Head Song, are a little naughty.

After the living room had become completely quiet, Song Tang placed the long brocade box in his hand on the coffee table, and everyone else looked at the brocade box curiously.

"Miss, judging from the shape, it is most likely something like calligraphy or painting, and this brocade box is used to hold a scroll." Zhou Jing said as she stood aside.

Everyone nodded in response to her words. This kind of brocade box was most likely used to hold calligraphy and paintings.

Song Tang leaned forward and touched the secret buckle of the brocade box, saying with a smile: "Who cares what's in it? Just open it and you'll know."

As Song Tang moved his hands, the secret buckle of the brocade box opened with a "click".