Chapter 130 – The Wailing of the Weak!

Volume 2: Battlefield Between Two Worlds

"Understood."

Zhang Lifei gave a quick nod and turned toward Bai Feifei.

"Wait, I just want to say something."

It was Bai Feifei who spoke. Her eyes were fixed intently on Wen Yu, who was currently gorging himself on food and drink.

"Get! Out!"

Zhang Lifei didn't care what Bai Feifei wanted to say. To him, the situation was simple: Bai Feifei had interrupted his father's banquet for Wen Yu, causing both father and son to lose face!

It was predictable that if things followed their natural course, Bai Feifei's fate would be miserable once Wen Yu and his group departed. It would be far worse than cleaning toilets.

Feeling Bai Feifei's gaze on him, Wen Yu looked up and met her eyes. Her bloodshot eyes held a certain resolve.

Wen Yu didn't know what that resolve represented, but it didn't change the fact that he had no interest in listening to the wails or vents of the weak. It was meaningless.

Just as Wen Yu was about to return to the food in front of him, a flicker of Black Light flashed through Bai Feifei's eyes.

"Fine, I'll help you one last time!"

That androgynous voice echoed in Bai Feifei's mind. Immediately after, an imperceptible mental ripple surged out, striking directly into Wen Yu's mind.

No one, including Wen Yu, noticed a thing!

Bai Feifei understood. This must be the Black Light using the last of its strength to influence Wen Yu's thoughts.

And the effect was immediate.

"Wait."

Wen Yu, who had just placed his chopsticks on a piece of Mutant Beast meat, paused and spoke slowly.

"Let her speak."

Wen Yu's voice was calm. Moments ago, he hadn't wanted to hear any nonsense, but now, he suddenly felt that listening to a weakling vent might be a decent side dish for his meal.

The power of the Black Light had already influenced his thoughts.

"Lifei, didn't you hear your Uncle Wen Yu? Let her speak!"

At Zhang Wenhu's command, Zhang Lifei lowered his hand and sat back down in his original seat.

"Go ahead."

Wen Yu watched Bai Feifei quietly.

"When I was eight years old, my parents died in a car accident, leaving behind only a small amount of money and five-year-old Xiao'an."

"Back then, our relatives saw us as a burden and refused to adopt us. We could only live with our grandfather."

"From a young age, I understood the hardships and miseries of life. I dropped out of school early to take care of the household."

"Xiao'an grew up in that environment. I did everything I could to provide a good environment for him because I knew that while I could afford to be good for nothing, Xiao'an couldn't."

"I could sell my looks to trade for the necessities of life, but Xiao'an couldn't."

"Fortunately, Xiao'an was a smart child. His grades were always excellent, making all my sacrifices worthwhile…"

Bai Feifei paused here, looking at Wen Yu, who was still eating and drinking.

"But then the Apocalypse came, and everything changed!"

"The looks that were supposed to be my capital became the root of all evil!"

"You all think I'm just a whore, but do you think I actually want to be one?"

"I don't! You forced me into it. I was cowardly and weak. I didn't dare to kill a Zombie, and Xiao'an was the same. I taught Xiao'an many, many things, but the one thing I never taught him was how to protect himself-how to fight."

"Neither Xiao'an nor I can fight, but that doesn't stop us from wanting to live!"

"That's right. I never dreamed of being some high-and-mighty elite. I just simply wanted to survive!"

"To stay alive, I slept with men one by one. Whoever was strongest, I'd stick to them like a fly. I used my body to trade for the tiniest sliver of hope for survival. Is that wrong?"

"Answer me-is that wrong?"

Bai Feifei stared straight at Wen Yu, her tone bordering on aggressive.

Wen Yu set down his chopsticks and looked seriously at the tearful Bai Feifei, slowly shaking his head.

"You aren't wrong."

"But… what exactly is the point of telling us all this?"

Wen Yu was a bit puzzled by his own choice just now. Why was he listening to the wails and venting of these weaklings?

There were far too many of these things, these stories. To be honest, Wen Yu had seen so much of this in his previous life that he found it nauseating.

Every single person had a story, whether good or bad.

But one thing was certain: once a person died, their story would inevitably take a turn for the worse.

Furthermore, these tragedies made people weak-whether they happened to oneself or were merely heard from others.

Hearing Wen Yu's words, Bai Feifei suddenly burst out laughing.

With her blood-stained body and disheveled hair, she looked like a vengeful ghost.

"These things are completely meaningless!"

"No, there is still some meaning to it."

Bai Feifei shook her head slowly.

"The purpose of me saying this is, first, to strengthen my resolve."

"And second, it's so that all of you can die knowing why."

"Hahahaha…"

As soon as Bai Feifei finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted around the banquet table.

This laughter was mocking Bai Feifei for overestimating herself!

In everyone's eyes, this Bai Feifei was as weak as an ant or a bedbug. Anyone present had the strength to easily crush her to death.

If Wen Yu hadn't spoken up, Bai Feifei wouldn't have even had the chance to utter those words.

"Hahaha, Younger Brother Wen Yu, you really are insightful! If you hadn't let this woman stay here, where would we have found such a hilarious joke to listen to?"

Beside him, Zhang Wenhu slapped Wen Yu on the shoulder, laughing wildly.

But Wen Yu didn't laugh. Instead, he looked at Bai Feifei with a solemn, serious expression and spoke directly.

"Kill her."

There was no hesitation, nor was there any need for it.

The moment Bai Feifei said the words "die knowing why," she was a dead woman.

Because she had failed to hide her killing intent toward Wen Yu!

And Wen Yu would never let anything go that harbored killing intent toward him.

It didn't matter if it was a man or a woman, an elder or a child.

This was simply the result of Wen Yu's experience and his way of life in the Apocalypse!

Hearing Wen Yu's command, Sun Aotian stood up immediately.

"I'll do it."

Sun Aotian had a major grievance against this woman. Taking action now, out in the open, was the perfect opportunity to get revenge on Bai Feifei for "dumping" him.

As Sun Aotian swung his fist, a transparent fist-imprint smashed down toward Bai Feifei's head.

To Wen Yu, the fist-imprint moved slowly, but to Bai Feifei, it was a flash of light-the whistle of the Grim Reaper.

And then…

A streak of Black Light flashed, and the fist-imprint instantly dissipated into thin air.