Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

"Slavery Contract (S grade tool): This contract belongs to Zhang Wenhu. On Zhang Wenhu's death, the contract automatically disappears. Once a name is signed on the parchment, the signer will be completely enslaved by the owner of the contract, with a maximum limit of 10 slaves."

"An interesting item."

After reading the description of this tool, Wen Yu suddenly understood everything.

"Brother Tiger, you're a clever one!" Wen Yu said admiringly.

By showing this item to Wen Yu, Zhang Wenhu was implying that he would definitely not use such a thing against Wen Yu. Moreover, this tool, though seemingly powerful, had many restrictions.

Because any professionist signing the contract would inevitably touch the parchment, and upon contact, they would realize what it truly was.

At that point, unless forced, no one would sign such a Slavery Contract.

And Wen Yu was definitely not someone Zhang Wenhu could force. Not even with this entire camp full of people on his side!

After listening to Wen Yu's words, Zhang Wenhu continued, "Little brother, you can probably guess how I control this camp by now."

"Mm," Wen Yu nodded. "You used force to make them sign the contract, thereby naturally controlling the entire camp. Very simple."

Indeed, it was simple. When one's power surpassed that of others, power became the best solution. The so-called Slavery Contract was merely an added layer of security.

"I wonder, Brother Wen Yu, what is your opinion on this matter?" Zhang Wenhu asked directly, not beating around the bush.

Wen Yu took a sip of his liquor. "What opinion do you want me to have, Brother Tiger?"

"Brother Wen Yu, if you think I, Zhang Wenhu, am unfit to be the leader, then I will take my people and leave tomorrow. I can cancel the Slavery Contracts immediately," Zhang Wenhu stated confidently.

"Oh? You think that highly of me, Brother Tiger?"

"This has nothing to do with how highly I think of you. To tell you the truth, I have means of detecting strength. The first moment I saw you, Brother Wen Yu, I knew what was what!"

"Mm." Wen Yu nodded, then said directly, "Then you should leave tomorrow. I'll take over as leader!"

The moment Wen Yu spoke, the entire room fell silent.

"Fine! If Brother Wen Yu wants to be the leader, then I'll cede the position to Brother Wen Yu!" Zhang Wenhu immediately stood up, raised his wine cup, and toasted Wen Yu.

Wen Yu gestured to Zhang Wenhu with a smile. "I'm just teasing you, Brother Tiger. It was only a joke, don't take it seriously! I'll be leaving in a day or two. What use would I have for this small camp?"

"Haha, Brother Wen Yu certainly knows how to joke..." Zhang Wenhu roared with laughter upon hearing Wen Yu's words.

His laughter dispelled the awkwardness Wen Yu had created, restoring the festive atmosphere.

"By the way, Brother Wen Yu, I've long heard of your great name. For this meeting, I've prepared a small gift. It's just a small token." After speaking, Zhang Wenhu retrieved an item from his space ring.

"Giant Dragon's Roar (A-Class item): A one-time-use item that, upon activation, releases a powerful shockwave, crushing nearby enemies!"

"You're too thoughtful, Brother Tiger," Wen Yu said with a smile, then directly placed the item into his own space ring.

Wen Yu's earlier words had indeed been a hint that he wanted some benefits. Otherwise, why would he say something so likely to provoke resentment? Although Zhang Wenhu posed no threat to him, it was always better to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Zhang Wenhu, however, was exceptionally shrewd and immediately understood Wen Yu's underlying meaning.

Give me some benefits, or you won't remain the leader for long!

Though phrased as a joke, it was, in reality, a threat.

For a time, the room was filled with a lively and harmonious atmosphere.

「...」

"Fei! Where's Fei?"

Amidst the liveliness in the room, a woman's shrill scream pierced through from outside.

Hearing the voice, Zhang Wenhu's eyes instantly narrowed.

Wen Yu also recognized the voice.

Bai Feifei!

"Excuse me, I'll go sort this out." Hearing the commotion, Zhang Lifei stood up and nodded at Wen Yu.

"Wait," Sun Aotian interjected. "That's Bai Feifei outside, isn't it? Why not let her come in and sit for a while? I haven't seen my woman in quite some time!"

Unfortunately, Sun Aotian's words clearly lacked impact.

Zhang Lifei scoffed lightly, turned, and walked straight out.

Sun Aotian clenched the glass in his hand. Unable to withstand such force, it immediately shattered.

He sat still, paused for a moment, then turned and also left the room.

Clearly, the young man had sensed the first signs that he was being cuckolded.

"Haha, Brother Wen Yu won't mind these childish games, will he?" Zhang Wenhu chuckled from the side.

Wen Yu shook his head and picked up another bite of food. "Let them sort out their own affairs. It's hard for even a Clear Officer to meddle in domestic affairs. Right, Brother Tiger?"

"Well said, Brother Wen Yu! Come, let this old brother toast you."

The atmosphere in the room remained unchanged by this trivial incident.

A short while later, the sounds of a fierce argument, followed by intense Energy Fluctuations, came from outside.

BANG!

With a loud crash, Sun Aotian burst through the wooden door of the private room and stumbled inside.

The room wasn't large to begin with, and his violent entrance sent food and dishes flying, effectively ruining the banquet.

"Damn it all, I'm going to kill you!" Sun Aotian's voice seethed with murderous intent and fury.

The words had barely left his mouth when a streak of Blue Light, radiating a bone-chilling cold, shot into his thigh.

His protective suit was pierced instantly, and the wound on his right leg immediately froze over.

Sun Aotian, who had been about to charge forward, lost his balance and tumbled to the ground.

The outcome was obvious: Sun Aotian was no match for Zhang Lifei.

Seeing Sun Aotian still attempting to desperately fight Zhang Lifei, even as he floundered on the ground like a large loach, Zhang Wenhu bellowed at Zhang Lifei, who was standing just outside the door, "Enough! Take your woman and get out of here!"

Hearing his father, Zhang Lifei's lips curled into a smirk. He took Bai Feifei's hand and turned, leaving the small restaurant.

Bai Feifei didn't even spare Sun Aotian a glance as he lay on the ground.

Evidently, Sun Aotian had been abandoned, just like Li Quan'an before him.

Wen Yu clicked his tongue and sighed with genuine feeling, "This woman... she's quite the hot commodity."

Hearing Wen Yu's comment, Zhang Wenhu, who was beside him, chuckled and said, "When we first arrived, this woman had my son completely smitten. She certainly has her ways. Truth be told, I have my own selfish reasons too. My son likes her, and as a father, there's not much I can do about it, right? I hope Brother Wen Yu can understand a father's difficult position."

The implication was clear: he hoped Wen Yu would not interfere in this messy business.

Wen Yu curled his lip.

As if I'd want to get involved in this kind of trashy affair.