The Master of Beasts

Chapter 939 - 325: The Final Severance (Part 2)

The Master of Beasts

Chapter 939 - 325: The Final Severance (Part 2)

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The landscape ink painting hanging directly opposite the entrance on the wall actually shows mountains and rivers moving on their own, and occasionally whispers from the forest can be heard.

Many various sizes of the four treasures of the study were leaping around in the study, but with Wang Chang's arrival, these little objects scurried back to their positions in a panic, staying still as if this way they wouldn't be discovered.

Closing the door, Wang Chang's eyes revealed astonishment as he said, "Is this the Treasure that the old Clan Leader left behind?"

Aphran looked at Wang Chang with a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes, but remembering she still needed the assistance of these elders, she smiled and said, "Uncle Wen, how come you have time to come today?"

"Two matters, the first is that Chu Tianshu has come to us. This guy actually intends to use benefits to make us work for him!"

"Chu Tianshu? It's a matter of time. Uncle Wen, although you have physical defects, most of you still have the strength to fight. Chu Tianshu's foundation is the shallowest, wanting to win you over is quite normal!"

"But since Uncle Wen has come to me about this, I suppose someone is tempted!" Aphran sighed inwardly.

Wang Chang looked ashamed and said, "Indeed someone is tempted, it's my failure in discipline!"

"Uncle Wen, you're being too hard on yourself. It's not like before; I can't provide much aid now, can't take care of everyone. Such situations are normal. It can also help us filter out those who are truly loyal among the elders."

Aphran felt anxious inside but maintained an expression of having expected this outcome. Having been married to Chu Tianshu for so long, she had learned a few things after all, although clumsily, it was enough to cope with a simpleton like Wang Chang.

"What about the second matter?"

Wang Chang's old face turned red as he said, "Young Master, you know that due to our physical defects, life is somewhat tight. Previously, we could earn some income through construction, but now..."

"You're asking for funds and provisions, right? Uncle Wen, I need to sustain the Treasure left by my father. However, Uncle Wen, you are elders in the tribe and your bodies have issues due to the tribe, so I can privately give you one hundred thousand Star Coins and ten thousand pounds of meat."

"It's not much, please bear with it, Uncle Wen," said Aphran with some embarrassment.

"It's enough, it's enough, thank you, Young Master!"

Before leaving the Lan Mansion with the money and supplies, Wang Chang's face showed a deeply grateful expression, but as soon as he stepped out of the Lan Mansion, his expression turned somber, and his heart grew cold.

"One hundred thousand Star Coins, ten thousand meat, how generous, Young Master. Since you've done this, don't blame us old fellows!"

Wang Chang didn't know the Lan Mansion's income, but Chen Jiuge did. Since he didn't know if Aphran had any issues, he let Wang Chang and the others see for themselves.

As long as they had contact, and with his information, if Aphran indeed had issues, she wouldn't be willing to give these half-disabled fellows too many resources.

After all, accumulating power requires indispensable resources.

And sure enough, as Chen Jiuge anticipated, the income of the Lan Mansion was actually quite substantial. When Aphran handed over the secret technique to Chen Jiuge, he admitted she could comfortably live as a wealthy landlord.

The annual allocation to the Lan Mansion reached a million Star Coins, a million pounds of Beast Meat, and this was just the official allocation.

Secretly, those who followed Aphran could also get good tasks with high pay and little work. Chen Jiuge's actions were already benevolent enough, mainly because the secret technique Aphran provided was too important.

Not to mention, the Seven Kill Army now could reach Golden Saber Level strength thanks to this secret technique. Without it, where could Chen Jiuge find a hundred Golden Saber Warriors!

The area where Wang Chang lived was the worst in the Star Moon tribe. But in cleanliness and the uniform style of four-story buildings on both sides, it was comparable to North Street in Three Stars Town.

These people, apart from Aphran, were the only ones who could reside in the Star Moon tribe from the original Five Stars Tribe. Initially, Aphran had used their physical defects as a reason to have them stay in the better environment of the Star Moon tribe.

A group of half-disabled, Chen Jiuge naturally didn't care much. Unexpectedly, she had been plotting from the start, truly unexpected!

Wang Chang and others' residence was in the innermost corner. Opening the courtyard door, the yard was full of those half-disabled people. From the already cold tea, one could see they had been waiting inside for a long time.

"What did the Young Master say?"

"How much did they give?"

"Wang Chang, you have to explain well this time, no more evasions!"

"Yes, yes, my family still has a young grandson. If I die, so be it, but nothing must happen to him!"

"Yes, yes, I just had a son two years ago, nothing must happen to him!"

"Old Ma, you just had a son?"

This explosive news instantly grabbed the group's attention.

The warrior known as Old Ma, missing an eye and a hand, responded awkwardly to his friends' inquiries, "Didn't want to be too lonely, so I found a companion!"

"If any of you want to, you can find someone too. Although born in the settlement, it's the same in the Star Moon tribe!"

"Sure, sure, just remember to introduce us, Old Ma!"

This chaotic scene made Wang Chang's forehead veins throb: "Enough!"

"These small matters can wait until we finish discussing serious matters, you can talk with Old Ma yourselves later. Now, let's discuss what we should do next!"

"What should we do?"

An old man with no legs supported himself with one hand on the ground, looking dejectedly: "Wang Chang, I know there's still fire in your heart, you still dream of repeating the glory of the Five Stars Tribe!"

"But do you think it's possible?"

"You've only lost one hand, you can still walk, still move. With Golden Blade cultivation, even without the Young Master's help, you can survive with your cultivation, but what about us?"

The old man pointed to himself, then to others like him who had lost one or two legs, his eyes full of bloodshot lines: "Do you think wastes like us have any value?"

"If the old Clan Leader were still here, if the Five Stars Tribe were still here, wastes like us would have long been sent as bait, or abandoned by our families and starved to death in the night!"

Everyone present fell silent, Wang Chang opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

The old man was right, survival in the tribe was harsh, useless people were expected to give their lives for the last ounce of value.

Family? Love? These things don't exist!

The only thing to trust is comrades who have fought by your side, but even that trust has its limits!

"Wang Chang, I just want a peaceful life, I have a son now, a devoted partner. Maybe you think I'm a coward, but I like the Star Moon tribe now!"

"So, old brothers, sorry!"

Old Ma placed a very simple token on the stone table in the courtyard, this token symbolized his past glory, only the strongest and bravest warriors would receive such tokens.

"Sorry, Wang Chang, I can't bear to part with my grandson either!"

"Me neither!"

"We're just a group of cripples, we've given a lot to the Five Stars Tribe, I just want to live well in my remaining time!"

In just a few breaths, the stone table was piled high with tokens.

These retired warriors were naturally the most elite, those less capable naturally had long become waste.

"You?"

"It seems you've all decided!"

Wang Chang took off the token from his waist, looking at the mottled pattern and the indelible black spots, feeling a bit reluctant.

Recalling the ridicule from Amman and Aphran's superficial friendliness when visiting the Lan Mansion, Wang Chang laughed twice: "Actually, I don't want to do it anymore either. This damn Clan Guardian Warrior, let it die!"

"Clink"

The token was thrown onto the stone table by Wang Chang, making a crisp sound.

"Wang Chang, you......"

"Alright, brothers, now we're all free. This is the last batch of resources I got from the Young Master, no, Aphran, let's treat it as compensation for all these years of our contribution to the Five Stars Tribe!"

"One hundred thousand Star Coins, ten thousand Beast Meat."

"So little?"

Seeing everyone looking towards him, Old Ma awkwardly smiled: "Dividing it, there's really not that much!"

There weren't many people present, but together there were about fifty. Dividing it meant each got only two hundred pounds of Beast Meat and two thousand Star Coins.

When they were still taking construction tasks, their monthly salary far exceeded this. πšπ—Ώπ—²πžπš π•–π›π—»π—Όπ―π•–πš•.πšŒπ—Όπ—Ί

"Alright, it's a windfall, no need to fuss over it."

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