Chapter 40: That Willow Guy (2/2)
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Ye Chong couldn’t hold the impact and slammed the ground as he fainted on the carpet with his mouth bubbling.
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Ye Chong slowly reached the dagger at his waist and Willow saw that, “Please spare me master! Please! Spare! Me!” Even more terrified, he pleaded quickly, “If master could spare this worthless life of mine, Willow is willing to follow master everywhere and show loyalty. Willow would take care of everything for master’s everyday needs and is willing to die for master!”
“Hmm.” He drew the dagger rather sluggishly and spoke slowly, “Oh. Tell me a reason not to kill you!”
The willow man was sweating hard but he didn’t have time to wipe it off, “I know well about the environment and its surrounding. Ex-Extremely well! If master could spare me, I can guarantee to escort you out of the filthy pirates’ raids! Also I know well about the pirates around here too! I could take up simple chores like getting things ready for master or hitting the underlings. I can tell you that I’m good at them…” Over time, as he lifted his lips and spoke, the anxiety faded away as he spoke smoother and smoother till it was really unstoppable!
The speech caught Ye Chong’s attention. The surrounding was truly foreign to him. If he were to stick his head out everywhere, he would be caught by the pirates in no time. Maybe it would be a good idea to keep a man like this willow guy.
The strategist was intelligent for sure, discerning the changes in Ye Chong’s expression, he rejoiced in his mind. It seems it’s working!
Ye Chong who made up his mind glanced at the willow strategist, “You are right with your words. Indeed, your pathetic life would linger. However, if you were to do something funny, specifically, anything that you shouldn’t have done. Hmph…” His wrist shook and the dagger in his hand was sent flying, like dark lightning. Zap! It rubbed through the dented cheeks of the strategist by a few millimeters, and embedded all the way into the wall right next! The whole blade!
Strategist Willow felt the chillness on his cheeks, as well as his own doom! But he then realized he was still in one piece, he let off a sigh of relief! Right when he thought of resting his eyes, he caught sight of the shrill dagger as he turned his head, and the panic that was formerly swallowed went up to his throat again. Such frightening strength! Every wall in this ship was made out of high density low-carbon materials, which even a heat ray gun could only leave a tiny hole on it. He never thought a mere man like his master could make such a strike. His new master was absolutely a terror!
Till he heard about his master sparing him his life for real this time, he got to relax and bowed numerous times to express his faithfulness.
He actually had his own plans. He knew, despite being the second-upper figure in the Red Owl Beard, he stayed on only because he had the trust of his old leader. Unlike the third-upper man in the crew, Iron, who had way more charisma and trust of the entire lower crew. Currently Mr. One-eye was dead and without doubt the crewmen would crown Iron as their new leader automatically. He never had a good time with Iron. He had issues with him. The Red Owl Beard had no longer a place for himself, and if he stayed, it was only a matter of time for his permanent doom!
Thinking again… the new master before him didn’t seem to be an easier one to handle either, especially right after Iron witnessed how cold his master’s eyes could be, bloodthirsty like an animal. This would be the kind who goes murdering without thought. Wonder how much blood had stained his hands! Talk about the number of lives who died by his knife!
But that was clearly a misunderstanding. Yes, he was right about Ye Chong murdering without thinking much, nevertheless, talking about the number of lives who died by his knife… That was rather an accusation than a statement! Ye Chong grew up on a trash planet and his childhood was spent with mutated lifeforms lurking in the rubbish dumps. He had to struggle to survive! So to his eyes, men were no different than the mutated lifeforms. So killing a man to him was just like killing a mutated lifeform!
Frowning, Ye Chong waved his hand and interrupted the strategist’s buttering up session, he threatened, “No more of this complimentary nonsense from now on.”
“So W-i-l-l-o-w. Tell me, what is your actual name?”
“It would be Bai Linan” With respect, he answered sincerely.