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Lin Luo certainly wanted to save Shenqi, and he intended to, but after listening to the Boss's words, he paused, asking in confusion, "That's not right. As far as I know, werewolves are also despised by other races.

Even against the Demonesses, they shouldn't be able to summon yokai from other races, right?" In Lin Luo's view, since both sides were enemies, helping the werewolves or the Demonesses was far worse than sitting back and watching the tigers fight. If he were one of those yokai races, he would absolutely do that.

The Boss had always considered Lin Luo a man of courage and strategy, possessing an IQ of 250—a veritable genius. But hearing these words, he momentarily thought Lin Luo could be quite foolish sometimes, not as untouchable as he seemed.

So, he spread his hands in resignation and said helplessly, "Boss, you need to understand that in this world, might makes right. No matter how much those yokai races might dislike werewolves, they are compelled to obey the commands of the Werewolf Clan, which holds the greatest power.

If they dared to defy, the Werewolf Clan would wipe them out first. What would they use to resist then?

There would be no place left to even cry." "I see." Lin Luo thought for a moment and realized it was indeed the case. It was similar to modern-day workers who certainly harbored deep resentment towards greedy superiors, yet they still had to follow their orders for survival.

The only reason he hadn't thought of it immediately was that he hadn't fully integrated into this era yet. Seeing Lin Luo's look of sudden realization, the Boss finally felt a long-lost sense of superiority and spoke again, "Actually, dealing with the Demonesses isn't just dangerous; if things go well, there are many rewards to be gained.

For example, the Demonesses' mental power, their flesh and blood—these are immensely beneficial to some yokai. Moreover, almost every Demoness is a treasure collector; the hoard they amass is enough to make any yokai covetous.

This is one of the reasons they are set upon and killed the moment they appear... In short, many yokai approach this with a mindset that opportunity and risk coexist.

In fact, this time, quite a few from the Demon Race have mobilized." "The Demon Race? The origin race of the Demonesses?" Lin Luo frowned.

The Boss nodded, "Yes. After all, many of the Demonesses' abilities are inherited from the Demon Race.

To maintain their mystique, the Demon Race certainly wouldn't allow their powers to leak out. However, this situation seems a bit special this time; I'm not entirely clear on the specifics...

Regardless, Shenqi's enemies this time are more numerous than you can imagine—it’s almost the entire Western yokai force. If no one saves her, she is absolutely doomed!" He said this with absolute certainty, and in reality, it was true.

After all, even the strongest hands can’t fight off endless foes. Shenqi, no matter how powerful, was still just one person, while her enemies constituted the entire Western yokai power structure.

How many Lord-level yokai were there alone? Not to mention existences at the peak level, like the Wolf King.

Although the Wolf King in the West wasn't the ruler of the entire Werewolf Clan, he was at best the second most powerful figure among the werewolves, yet he commanded a region. It was estimated that he alone could contend with Shenqi.

Under such circumstances, if Shenqi couldn't escape in time, her survival rate was virtually zero. "Hahahaha, this is wonderful news." Yet, under these dire circumstances, Lin Luo burst into laughter.

The Boss was instantly bewildered. "Boss, what's so happy about this?" He truly couldn't fathom why, after showing such concern for Shenqi's plight, Lin Luo would laugh upon learning of her fatal danger.

Was it because this presented an opportunity for heroic rescue? Although his mind wasn't the quickest, this time he had guessed the thought process of most men correctly.

However, Lin Luo replied with a laugh, "Don't you know how utterly stifled I've been for the past two months? Isn't such an opportunity to go on a massive killing spree something worth celebrating?" Though Lin Luo was smiling, his words exuded a massive killing intent, causing even the Thirteen Protectors to tremble inwardly.

Although they had sparred with Lin Luo initially, after witnessing his strength, they had learned their lesson. Lin Luo was usually quite amiable under normal circumstances, which made them forget the feeling they had at the very beginning.

It was only now that they were reminded that the person before them was also terrifying to the extreme. He was likely no less formidable than a Demoness or the Wolf King.

After speaking, Lin Luo headed toward the training grounds where Xiaozai and Youxiang were. To rescue Shenqi, he had to travel West, and such a large-scale battle clearly couldn't involve the two girls, so he needed to inform them beforehand.

Of course, his memory was decent; he hadn't forgotten the world-class feast he had promised the Thirteen Protectors. Faced with such delicious food, this group of gourmands immediately cast aside everything else and scrambled to eat.

"Master, you're going West?" Upon learning Lin Luo's intentions, the two girls were startled. "Mhm, I have some things to take care of; it should take a few days," Lin Luo nodded.

To prevent the girls from worrying, he didn't mention he was heading to participate in the ultimate battle between the Demonesses and the werewolves. "Oh." The two girls nodded.

Although slightly disappointed, they knew Lin Luo surely had his own duties and couldn't spend all his time with them, so they didn't press further, only asking, "When will you leave?" "Right now." "We'll see you off." "No need. It’s just a small matter; you don't need to waste time.

Just continue your cultivation here," Lin Luo said with a slight, relaxed smile. He persuaded the two girls with just a few words, then walked out to the open grassland, pointing a finger at the Boss, who was sitting on the ground stuffing his face.

"You, come with me to the West." The Boss was enjoying his meal when he heard this and froze, not even noticing the chicken leg slipping from his mouth. He slowly looked up at Lin Luo.

"Boss, what did you say?" "Didn't you hear me? Come with me to the West." "Uh...

why me?" The Boss had heard him, but he was deeply reluctant. For one, the West was a chaotic place full of unsavory characters.

Moreover, Lin Luo was going to participate in that pinnacle battle. While his own strength wasn't weak, getting involved in such a fight would likely make him cannon fodder—clearly a suicide mission.

More importantly, if he went, he wouldn't be able to enjoy the rest of this world-class feast! Lin Luo, unaware of his internal deliberations, stated matter-of-factly, "Nonsense.

I'm unfamiliar with the place. Even if I wanted to go, I'd need a guide, wouldn't I?

If not you, then who?" "But, we have so many people here; any of them could be a guide," the Boss whined, gesturing toward his brothers... He was thinking, 'Better them than me.' This immediately terrified his brothers, who shook their heads vehemently.

Lin Luo clapped him on the shoulder and said, "Do you know what qualities a Boss needs?" Even though he was the Boss, he chose to shake his head. Lin Luo explained, "Boss means leader.

To become a leader, one obviously needs to be handsome, capable, wise, and supremely skilled, otherwise how could you lead a group of underlings? Don't you agree?" "The Boss speaks wisely," the Boss replied, feeling a bit puffed up, nodding his head.

Lin Luo also nodded with a smile, "Since you think so, you, as the leader of the Thirteen Protectors, must be the most capable. I'm going to handle important business; I can't exactly bring along a useless assistant, can I?" "Ugh!" The Boss was momentarily speechless, realizing he had been tricked by Lin Luo again.

At that moment, the rest of the Thirteen Protectors quickly chimed in, "Boss, you are absolutely right! Among our brothers, the Boss is the most competent.

Apart from him, we are all useless—more trouble than we're worth. So, Boss, please don't be modest; you must go out on this mission with the Boss.

Only you can complete this crucial task!" Their thoughts were clearly the same as the Boss's: 'Better him than us.' The Boss was on the verge of tears, thinking: You bastards, you're wonderful. Once you have the Boss, you forget your own leader.

He finally understood that being the Boss wasn't such a good thing after all. "Alright, enough nonsense.

You have such high screen time; you need to contribute something. Otherwise, why even bother being on screen?" Lin Luo said, patting the Boss heavily on the back.

"Hurry up and lead the way!" The Boss really wanted to say, 'I'd rather have no screen time at all; please let me live.' However, he knew the matter was settled; he couldn't refuse now. If he annoyed Lin Luo, he might not only miss out on future feasts but might end up becoming the feast.

Helplessly, he had no choice but to lead the way. Before leaving, Lin Luo instructed the others, "You all stay here and guard my two apprentices well.

If anything goes wrong with them, you know the consequences." Everyone was startled and quickly thumped their chests, promising, "Don't worry, Boss! As long as we brothers are here, no one will touch a single hair on the young ladies' heads...

Also, Boss, you and the Boss must not die either!" This last part they said sincerely. Except for the month they spent away previously, they had lived quite comfortably here otherwise—food, drink, lodging, and entertainment were all provided.

Although Lin Luo's occasional murderous intent was frightening, most of the time, he was approachable. A boss like this was hard to find even with a lantern!

Compared to the underlings of Lord-level yokai, they were far freer. They had chosen the solitary path precisely for this freedom, but being a lone wolf wasn't easy; danger followed them constantly.

There was nothing as relaxed and pleasant as their current situation... Now, even if Lin Luo drove them away, they might not leave.

As for that Three-Step Soul-Chasing Powder, nothing had happened over the past two months, and they had long forgotten about it. Therefore, they certainly didn't wish for such a good Boss as Lin Luo to die.

Under the Boss's guidance, Lin Luo immediately set off toward the West. But Lin Luo felt the Boss was walking too slowly and feared wasting time, so he simply grabbed the man and sprinted forward...

Although the Boss was about twice Lin Luo's size, Lin Luo ran as if his burden was just a wad of cotton, moving swiftly while carrying the over 100-kilogram man in his grasp.