The wolf king looked at Zhou Lin, displeased by his sudden question, his gaze unfriendly. He also wondered why this man understood wolf language.
Wolf King: Impossible. These people disturb the master's peace. No one will leave alive, not even you.
Zhou Lin sheepishly rubbed his nose.
Zhou Lin: Is there no room for negotiation? I don't care if you want to kill those people, but can you wait until the money arrives before you kill them? Especially that guy from Bei'an, can he be yours?
The wolf king looked at Zhou Lin with contempt in his eyes.
Wolf King: Inferior humans should not live. None of you will leave alive.
Without giving Zhou Lin a chance to speak, the wolf king began to issue orders to the wolf cubs before him.
"Eat them."
As soon as the wolf king gave the order, the wolf cubs' bodies began to move.
They started attacking the people from Sakura Country.
Zhou Lin glanced at the people from Sakura Country with indifference. This was great, they were all going to die.
This An Bei is really something. If only he had sent the money earlier.
"Professor Zhou Lin, what's going on? This wolf doesn't seem right. Is it attacking more fiercely than before?"
Huo Qi was confused.
"Do I even need to ask? They didn't reach an agreement, negotiations have broken down. This wolf king is completely unyielding. I never imagined this wolf king would be more loyal than a dog?"
Zhou Lin was speechless to the extreme.
"Then what should we do? Should we intervene or not?"
The metaphysics professor inwardly did not want to intervene.
"Of course, we intervene if they pay. Why else would we? And this white wolf cannot be let go."
Zhou Lin hurriedly stated his position, unwilling to let go of the white wolf's points. There was no reason to let it go.
In the live broadcast room.
"Holy crap, what are you guys from Da Xia doing? They weren't this ferocious before, but what have you done? Why are they attacking so much harder now?"
"Hey, upstairs, don't be ungrateful. Our big shot is trying his best to communicate, but can a wolf be the same as a human? Don't we need to negotiate properly?"
"Exactly, even when negotiating cooperation, you need to consider the situation. There are times when negotiations fail."
"You guys are the ones who don't know what's good for you. Believe it or not, you'll all die in the live broadcast room?"
"Hmph, our big shot is working so hard, and you don't appreciate it. You're not even as likable as this white wolf."
"You Da Xia people, I'll fight you!"
Following this, a verbal war erupted in the live broadcast room.
In the tomb.
An Bei watched the wolf pack attacking, and the flames were significantly weaker than before.
This caused him immense psychological trauma.
Why? Why was he always inferior to Zhou Lin?
"Mr. An Bei, please don't be rash. The overall situation is important. You should agree. This money isn't much. Your An Bei family isn't short of money,"
Jing Xia said urgently, seeing that An Bei was still unwilling to agree.
An Bei looked at Jing Xia with a cold face.
His face instantly turned ashen.
Was this about money?
"Mr. An Bei, you can't just abandon them like this. These people's lives are in your hands. If something really happens, how will you explain it to the Venerable One?"
Jing Xia hit the nail on the head, touching upon An Bei's deepest concern.
Indeed, the An Bei family's tenet was that no one should be responsible for lives on their conscience, especially not openly.
An Bei gritted his teeth, then looked at Zhou Lin opposite him.
"I agree."
An Bei spat out the words through gritted teeth.
"Come, come, transfer the money."
Zhou Lin raised his phone high, his eyes gleaming.
An Bei took out his phone from his bag and sent a message to his family. Within ten minutes, the money had arrived.
Zhou Lin looked at his phone as the money was confirmed to have arrived and then looked at the system page.
Finally, he saw a recommendation on the system.
It showed a large urn, with many evil spirits depicted on it, carved with patterns of malevolent spirits.
"This thing looks terrifying. What is it?"
Zhou Lin looked at the giant urn, unsure how to describe the situation.
He then looked at the instruction manual.
It was an urn designed to attract creatures, and the evil spirits within would eliminate them.
Zhou Lin suddenly felt that this thing was excellent. It was brutal and cute.
Seeing that Zhou Lin hadn't moved, Captain Zhao, noticing that Zhou Lin had received the money, gave a signal to the mercenaries behind him. It was time to act.
"Fire."
Immediately, the soldiers of Da Xia began to fire, their deafening gunshots echoing throughout the space.
An Bei watched as a wolf cub approached him, his flames faltering.
Finally, he watched helplessly as the white wolf opened its bloody maw and bit his shoulder.
"Ah..."
An Bei cried out in pain.
His arm began to feel numb.
His heart was filled with a mix of emotions.
Zhou Lin looked at the scene before him. Most of the white wolves were now charging towards their Da Xia comrades.
"Professor Zhou Lin, you should intervene. We don't care about the people from Sakura Country who die, but our Da Xia is in danger now!"
Huo Qi said urgently after observing the situation.
The mercenaries from Da Xia could not be held responsible for the people of Sakura Country.
"Let's wait and see. Ladies and gentlemen watching, I will show you what high-end weaponry looks like. This fifty million from Sakura Country was not spent in vain."
Zhou Lin, as if by magic, produced a huge urn from his person.
Everyone looked at the urn, then stared in astonishment at Zhou Lin's backpack.
Was this a dream? How could something so large fit into such a small backpack?
The mercenaries and archaeology students behind him covered their mouths in surprise. They had always known Zhou Lin was very capable, but now they were witnessing it firsthand.
Zhou Lin looked at the wolf king.
Zhou Lin: Since that's the case, I'll make the first move.
With that, Zhou Lin began to chant an incantation, and then the urn before him began to emit a heartbeat sound.
Thump-thump-thump!!
The evil spirits on the urn began to wave their arms. The urn was at least two meters tall. As these evil spirits waved their arms, the white wolves were mesmerized.
Seeing this, the little white wolves ignored the wolf king's orders and began to approach the urn, jumping inside one by one.
Then came the whimpering sounds of the white wolves and the crunching of bones being crushed.
Everyone looked at the urn, which was less than two meters tall, and became curious.
"Professor Zhou Lin, how big is this urn?"
Professor Fang asked him, confused.
"It's very big. Externally it's two meters, but internally it's a different world."