Chapter 129 – The Result!

Volume 2: Battlefield Between Two Worlds

"Do you… want revenge?"

A sudden voice rang out in her ear, causing a startling light to flash in Bai Feifei's eyes.

"Yes! More than anything!"

She didn't waste breath asking irrelevant questions like "Who is this?" It didn't matter. The owner of this gender-neutral voice had spoken a single sentence that pierced straight into the depths of her heart, voicing the one thing she wanted most in the world right now.

"Heh, then… even if it costs you everything, you wouldn't care?"

The eerie voice spoke again. This time, Bai Feifei found the source. It was actually coming from within her own body.

But that really didn't matter either!

"I want to kill them all! Every single one of them! Give up everything? What do I even have left since my brother died?"

A desolate sound, tinged with pure hatred, escaped Bai Feifei's lips. Fortunately, there was no one else around her anymore.

"Heh, very good. Since you've made your decision, I will teach you. I will teach you how to take them all down to hell with you!"

A night passed just like that.

The sky had turned completely white.

Wen Yu let out a massive yawn as he sat up in bed, checking the wall clock in the room.

It was already noon.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Wen Yu, come down for lunch. Zhang Wenhu has arranged a banquet. He says he wants to see us off."

The one knocking was Sun Ruixing.

"Got it. Give me a minute."

Wen Yu got out of bed and rubbed his face vigorously. His slightly groggy mind instantly cleared up.

Once he had finished getting ready, Wen Yu opened the bedroom door.

Outside the room, Sun Ruixing and Sun Aotian were waiting quietly.

"Wen Yu-Ge, when are you leaving?" Sun Aotian asked softly from the side.

"We're leaving right after lunch today."

"Then… can you take me with you?"

As soon as Sun Aotian said this, both Wen Yu and Sun Ruixing fell silent.

Neither of them trusted Sun Aotian.

Even with Sun Ruixing's personality, he understood that a weak person who was also calculating was definitely not a good teammate.

"The place we're going is very dangerous. Your strength is a bit lacking," Wen Yu said evasively.

In truth, all three of them knew exactly where Wen Yu was going. This excuse was a blatant lie.

However, even if Wen Yu was lying through his teeth, Sun Aotian had to accept it as the truth!

"I see. Then I won't go."

Sun Aotian nodded, lowering his head to hide the emotions swirling in his eyes.

Inside the familiar Small Restaurant downstairs, they were in the same private booth as before.

As soon as the three of them entered, Zhang Wenhu immediately stood up.

"Come, come, Younger Brother Wen Yu, sit here! This Old Brother is opening two bottles of good wine today to give you a proper send-off!"

Looking at Zhang Wenhu's enthusiastic face, Wen Yu smiled and said, "Then I must thank you, Old Brother!"

Everyone at the table understood Zhang Wenhu's intentions. It was nothing more than wanting Wen Yu to leave as quickly as possible. Every day Wen Yu stayed here was another day Zhang Wenhu couldn't rest easy.

Wen Yu understood this as well, but Zhang Wenhu's polite attitude left him with no reason to be angry.

Once the three were seated, Zhang Wenhu led with a toast, and the conversation naturally shifted toward the events of that morning.

"Younger Brother, I wonder how your scouting mission over by the mountain went this morning?"

This matter was a thorn in Zhang Wenhu's side-one that was even sharper than the problems Wen Yu himself brought.

Wen Yu shook his head.

"I saw that Giant Eagle, but it can fly. I can't handle it on my own. If my guess is correct, the person who managed to force that Giant Eagle out has a level of strength that I definitely can't deal with. I've thought it over seriously, and I think I'll pass."

As soon as Wen Yu finished speaking, a flash of disappointment crossed Zhang Wenhu's eyes.

When Wen Yu said he would pass, it meant they would have to solve this problem themselves.

And could Zhang Wenhu and his people solve it? Obviously not.

"Well, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's just eat and drink. I've prepared some food and water for you downstairs, Younger Brother. Don't forget to take them when you leave."

"Thanks, Hu-Ge."

Wen Yu nodded, accepting Zhang Wenhu's kindness without hesitation.

While everyone in the restaurant was clinking glasses and enjoying the feast, a bedraggled figure stumbled into the Camp.

It was Bai Feifei.

After the events of the morning, Bai Feifei had left the Settlement, and no one knew where she had gone.

Now, Bai Feifei was covered in blood, her body riddled with wounds. They didn't look like bite marks from a Mutant Beast; they looked more like scratches from something sharp.

Combined with her blood-soaked clothes, the hideous gashes on her face, and her hair matted with dried blood, she looked like a vengeful spirit seeking a life.

"Where is Xiaofei?"

Bai Feifei stopped a Class Holder in the Camp and asked calmly.

The Class Holder frowned, whether out of disgust at the smell coming from Bai Feifei or because he simply wanted nothing to do with her.

"He's eating at the restaurant."

"Thank you."

Bai Feifei thanked the Class Holder and walked toward the small restaurant in the Camp.

Though her steps were weak, they were filled with an unprecedented determination!

In her hand, she held a pitch-black spherical crystal. As her blood continuously soaked into it, its color grew increasingly deep and dark!

This was the weapon for her revenge!

Bang!

The door to the private room was kicked open, causing the smile on Zhang Wenhu's face to freeze instantly.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Wenhu frowned as he looked at Bai Feifei, who stood in the doorway looking like a ghost.

Zhang Lifei had already told Zhang Wenhu everything that had happened that morning, word for word.

Zhang Wenhu's only reaction had been to check the healed wounds on Zhang Lifei's body and give him another bottle of Healing Potion.

Death was a common occurrence in the Apocalypse. As long as it wasn't his own son who died, Zhang Wenhu couldn't care less who it was!

"Who let you in? Get out,"

Zhang Lifei, who was sitting near the door, said coldly to Bai Feifei.

The current situation was slightly outside Zhang Lifei's expectations.

After all, everyone in the Camp now understood that the Zhang father and son held absolute power, and no one in the Camp could resist them.

Therefore, the Zhang father and son hadn't bothered to station any guards at the restaurant entrance.

With Zhang Wenhu's temperament and status, he didn't care for such empty displays of prestige-or rather, he didn't have enough manpower to spare for it.

This allowed Bai Feifei to walk all the way to the private room without meeting a single shred of resistance.

"Deal with this!"

Zhang Wenhu glanced at Wen Yu, who was quietly eating his food, then looked back at Bai Feifei at the door and spoke sharply to Zhang Lifei.