Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 167
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The day after Sheng Nuan left, Luo Lin was summoned by Zhou Zekai to attend a high-level meeting. This was at the request of Ying Qingfeng and several other generals who had once been loyal to Luo Bei but now supported Luo Lin.
Zhou Zekai agreed with a smile.
However, when the meeting began, Zhou Zekai sat at the head of the table, while he arranged for Luo Lin, the rightful young commander, to sit in a corner near the door.
What he said to Luo Lin was: These are all your elders, you should remain humble and low-key.
Luo Lin obediently complied, sitting quietly.
Meanwhile, the conference room erupted in heated debate: Ying Qingfeng and the other five generals unanimously believed that the Silver Wolf Army should engage in serious negotiations with the Alliance Base regarding Luo Nan’s scheme to poison Luo Bei, the Alliance Leader and Marshal of the Silver Wolf Army.
Luo Bei had extraordinary talent, establishing the Alliance Base and the Silver Wolf Army as a mere ordinary person, which demonstrated his brilliance… But because he trusted his biological brother too much, he was betrayed and poisoned by the treacherous Luo Nan.
Ying Qingfeng clenched his teeth. “I’ve long suspected that Luo Nan was a hypocrite, appearing loyal to the marshal on surface while secretly harboring jealousy… But I never imagined he would be so heartless. If we don’t eliminate him, the Alliance Base will surely be ruined in his hands!”
The other five generals voiced their agreement.
Zhou Zekai, however, sighed. “Negotiations are necessary, but this matter is not that simple. We need to plan carefully for the long term… Luo Lin, pour water for your uncles.”
Zhou Zekai suddenly ordered Luo Lin.
Ying Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then frowned. “Luo Lin is the young commander, how could he do such a thing!”
Zhou Zekai chuckled. “He’s also a junior. Colonel Ying, don’t misunderstand, I’m treating him as one of us.”
Ying Qingfeng grew angry. “That’s still unacceptable! This is a formal meeting, not a family gathering. He is not a junior right now, but a young commander!”
Zhou Zekai’s smile faltered slightly, then he said, “Why don’t we let Luo Lin decide for himself…”
He looked at Luo Lin. “Luo Lin, what do you say?”
Luo Lin slowly raised his head. “Uncle Zhou is right…”
Beside him, Ying Qingfeng’s eyes filled with disappointment. “Luo Lin, you…”
Zhou Zekai spoke lightly. “For the rest of this meeting, Colonel Ying, along with Zhong, Lin, Du, Cheng, and Li, the six of you can excuse yourselves. You can head back to your own tasks.”
He was dismissing all six of Luo Lin’s supporters, clearly intending to corner Luo Lin.
Ying Qingfeng’s face turned ashen. “You…”
Luo Lin suddenly spoke up. “Uncle Ying.”
Ying Qingfeng was startled and looked at Luo Lin.
Luo Lin smiled at him. “Please wait outside for me first. I’ll have something to discuss with you later, alright?”
Ying Qingfeng’s expression changed several times, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and responded heavily, “Yes, young commander!”
The other five also stood at attention respectfully. “Yes, young commander!”
After speaking, without even glancing at Zhou Zekai, who sat at the head of the table, the group left directly.
Zhou Zekai watched their retreating backs coldly before turning his gaze back to Luo Lin. He pushed his cup forward and tapped the rim.
Luo Lin picked up the nearby water pitcher and walked over, while the remaining nine individuals began discussing other matters with Zhou Zekai… as if Luo Lin didn’t exist.
Luo Lin’s expression remained obedient. He circled the long table, refilling each person’s cup, then returned to place the pitcher back.
Zhou Zekai was very pleased with his behavior, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. He then leaned back in his seat and said leisurely, “Luo Lin, about what Ying Qingfeng mentioned regarding serious negotiations with the Alliance Base, what do you think?”
Luo Lin, standing by the tea cabinet, looked up. “Uncle Zhou, what do you think?”
Zhou Zekai sighed. “Let Uncle Zhou be honest with you. The dead can’t be brought back to life, and we, the living, must look ahead. From now on, just stay here at the Silver Wolf Army Base in peace. As long as Uncle Zhou is here, Luo Nan wouldn’t dare do anything to you. What do you think?”
Luo Lin pondered for a moment. “Stay here… But in what capacity?”
Zhou Zekai chuckled. “Didn’t I tell you that I have a daughter…”
Before Zhou Zekai could finish his sentence, Luo Lin looked up and said, “But I’m not interested in your daughter. You look like a pig, so how good could your daughter possibly be?”
Zhou Zekai stiffened abruptly, almost thinking he was having an auditory hallucination.
The nine people nearby were also shocked. One of them slammed the table and exclaimed, “How can you speak like that?”
Luo Lin smiled. “Well, there’s no need to waste words with you all, anyway…”
As his words fell, Luo Lin snapped his fingers, and in an instant, a black square appeared on the white carpet beneath the conference table, trapping everyone inside… In the blink of an eye, several of them had turned into patterns on the carpet.
A few of the evolvers, realizing something was wrong, slammed the table and tried to break free. But at that moment, an invisible barrier came crashing down from above, pressing them directly into their seats… The force of the barrier was immense, leaving them without even the chance to use their abilities.
Zhou Zekai was the last one left. He looked at his subordinates, now part of the carpet design, his face pale as death.
How could this happen? Wasn’t it said that Luo Lin’s spirit core was removed by Luo Nan? Wasn’t he supposed to be a cripple… How could this happen?
At this moment, Luo Lin walked over to Zhou Zekai.
Zhou Zekai quickly begged, “Luo Lin, Luo Lin, don’t be rash, it’s Uncle Zhou’s fault, we can talk this through…”
Luo Lin looked down at the hand gripping his sleeve and raised an eyebrow calmly. “Since when were you allowed to call me Luo Lin?”
Zhou Zekai immediately begged for mercy. “Young commander, young commander, I beg you, I was wrong, I lost my way. The Silver Wolf Army, I’ll give it back to you, I’ll return it to you…”
Luo Lin slowly placed his hand on Zhou Zekai’s shoulder, his thin lips parting slightly. “It was always mine. Why would I need you to return it?”
Before the words had fully left his lips, he suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, Zhou Zekai became a portrait on the carpet, still wearing an expression of terror.
The conference room fell silent. Luo Lin leisurely made a round, then raised his hand and, with a sharp motion, pulled…
The figures on the carpet were instantly restored, one by one sitting back in their chairs, all unnervingly quiet…
Moments later, Ying Qingfeng and the others were called back in.
As they entered the conference room, Ying Qingfeng was already prepared for the worst. If it came to it, they would break with Zhou Zekai, and he and his men, along with the troops loyal to them, would march to the Alliance Base to confront Luo Nan!
But when they stepped into the conference room, Ying Qingfeng and his men were stunned.
They saw Luo Lin seated at the head of the table, smiling faintly, while Zhou Zekai stood respectfully beside him.
Meeting Ying Qingfeng and the others’ astonished expressions, Luo Lin smiled and said, “After a heart-to-heart conversation, Uncle Zhou has agreed to return the Silver Wolf Army to me.”
With that, he placed a dark wolf-head insignia, which he had kept close, onto the table.
It was the military seal of the Silver Wolf Army…
Ying Qingfeng had a suspicion that Luo Lin must have done something, but he didn’t show it. Instead, he immediately stood at attention and saluted, “We follow the Marshal’s orders!”
In the conference room, all the generals, including Zhou Zekai, stood at attention and saluted in unison, “We follow the Marshal’s orders!”
Luo Lin raised his hand with a smile. “Everyone, please take your seats.”
While everything proceeded smoothly on Luo Lin’s side, in the northern safe zone outside the Silver Wolf Army Base, Sheng Nuan was sitting in her car, waiting in line to enter the city.
Customer service had just informed her in advance that some of its functions would be undergoing an update, so only basic functions would be available for a while.
“If you need it, you can inquire through the temporary query system.”
Sheng Nuan smiled: “Got it.”
However, both Sheng Nuan and customer service were well aware that the mission had already been completed. With Sheng Nuan’s current strength, there was no need to worry about anything else—self-preservation was certainly not an issue. So, there really wasn’t much to worry about.
Sheng Nuan chuckled: “Go ahead and take it easy… I’m heading off to my new life now.”
Customer service sighed: “Are you sure you’re not heading toward some fresh meat…”
Sheng Nuan responded righteously: “Don’t talk nonsense, I’m not that kind of person!”
A little later, Sheng Nuan successfully entered the city.
Because this safe zone was relatively small, and the streets in the city were quite narrow, all the cars were parked in the open space just inside the city gates.
Sheng Nuan parked the car, handed over a bullet as a protection fee, and then slung her backpack over her shoulder as she walked into the city.
At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted ahead, and Sheng Nuan saw several fierce-looking men chasing someone running in her direction.
In the next instant, the person being chased stumbled and fell at her feet, then hugged her legs… It was a thin young boy.
The young man looked up, revealing his delicate and beautiful features. When he saw Sheng Nuan, panic spread across his face as he begged, “Sister, please help me…”
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