"You're dreaming, Zhou Lin. I'll make you witness firsthand that our Sakura country's ninjutsu is far superior to your Taoist arts."
Anbei's voice was firm as he looked at the scene before him.
"Alright, you may proceed."
Zhou Lin said, making a gesture of invitation.
Huo Qi and the metaphysics professor watched Zhou Lin's actions, their anticipation growing.
They were eager to see the people from Sakura country meet their misfortune.
Inside the live stream.
"What does the great master mean by that? Is he going to save Anbei?"
"No, Anbei is from a prominent family in Sakura country's ninjutsu, and he holds considerable prestige. If Anbei were to beg for help by offering money now, his family would likely disown him."
"Damn, you know a lot."
"I once studied in Sakura country and encountered them by chance, but their customs and traditions were truly not very pleasant."
"Hmph, all of you from Great Xia, watch carefully. Anbei is a prominent surname in our Sakura country, and his skills are among the best. These white wolves are just a trivial matter for him to resolve."
"You all watch closely."
...
"Professor Zhou Lin, are you so certain they cannot resolve this?"
Huo Qi asked Zhou Lin slowly.
"Yes, they will surely lose. I'm just waiting to collect my money. Don't you dare try to snatch it from me later; this is my money. And Captain Zhao, you all must remain vigilant. If you see any white wolves approaching, aim for their eyes."
Zhou Lin quickly gave his instructions.
"Understood."
Captain Zhao looked at Zhou Lin, and for some reason, he found himself liking him.
He was greedy for money, but he had principles. He was good.
The white wolf watched as the white wolves it had summoned turned into wisps of smoke. Then, its belly began to swell, and it opened its mouth wide towards the people of Sakura country, revealing many small white wolves within.
The moment the small wolves landed on the ground, they began to grow rapidly, revealing their ferocious forms.
Captain Songlin saw this and raised his firearm again as more white wolves appeared.
Bang!
But this time, it was different. The white wolf continued to advance even after being hit by a bullet, and it lunged, biting the mercenary's neck.
The bitten mercenary could not even utter a cry for help before his neck was snapped.
Even the skin and some tendons on his neck were severed.
Captain Songlin watched his brother die so tragically, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
How could this happen?
It wasn't just him who was shocked; Anbei was too.
The talisman was clearly effective, so why was it not working on him?
Anbei was at a loss for words as he looked at the situation.
As everyone was in confusion, the white wolves began their attack.
The mercenaries tried to shoot, but their bullets were useless. For a moment, they didn't know what to do.
It was as if their shots had no effect.
However, this situation was far from optimistic for them.
"Ah..."
One of the students saw a professor's neck bleeding from a gaping wound and was terrified.
He couldn't help but scream.
Seeing this, Anbei formed a hand seal. Suddenly, flames erupted from the ground, their color a deep crimson.
The white wolves could not approach for the moment, but those that had already reached the archaeological team were pinned to the ground and successfully controlled.
A stalemate ensued.
"People of Great Xia, what good will it do you if we die? How will you account for this to Eagle Country and Noodle Country then?"
Jingxia, seeing the dire situation, shouted angrily at Zhou Lin.
"There are plenty of benefits. No one will cause me trouble anymore, no one will be an eyesore in front of me, and no one will constantly provoke me."
"Besides, I didn't not give you a chance; you just didn't cherish it yourselves. Who can you blame?"
Zhou Lin's gaze fixed on Anbei.
"Don't you just want money? We'll give you fifty million, and you'll act immediately."
Jingxia did not want to die here.
"Who cares about fifty million? I want Anbei to agree personally."
Zhou Lin sneered at Anbei.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he looked at him.
Anbei's body stiffened. He turned his head to look at Zhou Lin, his eyes filled with disbelief when their gazes met.
No, the time should have passed. Why was Zhou Lin unharmed?
After dealing with the Black Scaled Serpent, he had used a witchcraft spell to find a strand of hair from where Zhou Lin had been and used a curse to ensnare Zhou Lin's hair.
This was a time-based witchcraft that would cause death within twenty minutes.
Why, after so much time had passed, was it still not taking effect?
Zhou Lin looked at Anbei's terrified expression and felt a deep sense of pleasure.
He wanted to kill him, but he was perfectly fine. How about that? Aren't you angry? Just tell me, aren't you angry?
He had felt an uncomfortable sensation at the time, but due to his special bloodline, the witchcraft was not a threat. Fortunately, the system had warned him; otherwise, he wouldn't have known.
Jingxia knew full well what would happen if Anbei agreed to accept money. No matter who offered the money, Anbei could not do so.
"Doesn't it make a difference who gives the money? How about I give the money?"
Jingxia quickly interjected.
"Stop babbling. Anbei, are you going to agree or not?"
Zhou Lin had no intention of wasting more words and asked again.
But Anbei refused to agree.
Zhou Lin was not in a hurry and stood aside, waiting to watch them 'court death.'
Behind him, Huo Qi, Professor Xuanxu, the students, and the mercenaries were all watching the Sakura country contingent.
This issue was up to Zhou Lin to decide. If he said he would save them, he would; if he said he wouldn't, he wouldn't.
In any case, they had no desire to save them.
"Professor Zhou Lin, are we really going to watch them die?"
Huo Qi asked in a low voice.
"Die? Who said they would die? Don't the students and mercenaries who are afraid of death have any objections to him?"
Although Zhou Lin said this, an electronic page appeared in his mind.
"System, can you communicate with this wolf king?"
Subsequently, a system page appeared, displaying a wolf-shaped icon.
A manual was written below it.
This was a language that could only communicate with wolves.
【Host, you don't need to be polite to those who want to kill you.】
The system's mechanical voice echoed.
"No, he can't kill me. Such things are not a threat to me."
Zhou Lin didn't want to kill him so quickly.
"Exchange."
Zhou Lin exchanged for the wolf's terminology, and a whimpering sound came from his mouth.
Zhou Lin: Can you stop for a moment and kill them later?
The wolf king paused, looking at Zhou Lin with displeasure.