“This is a hard-won opportunity. We can use this negotiation, and then…”
As the man spoke, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes beneath his spectacles.
According to his personal wishes, he wanted to kill Shang Qi during this negotiation. But because Shang Qi was also Wen Shangyin's younger brother, even though everyone knew Wen Shangyin couldn't stand Shang Qi and wanted him dead.
So even if they knew, they, as subordinates, couldn't directly say it, only hint at it.
The man was named Song Lian, Wen Shangyin's most capable assistant.
From the time Song Lian could remember, he had followed Wen Shangyin.
When he was young, he grew up with Wen Shangyin, as his playmate.
When he was older and sensible, he protected Wen Shangyin's safety as a bodyguard.
Later, he became Wen Shangyin's strategist and advisor, always by his side, never abandoning him.
Wen Shangyin also trusted and needed Song Lian immensely. The master and servant could be said to need each other and rely on each other.
“No.” Wen Shangyin swirled the red wine in his glass, refusing Song Lian's suggestion. He looked at Song Lian and said, “You’ve seen their mobile fortress. That thing blocks out the sun and sky, it’s so large that our weapons pose no threat to them at all.”
“What else is in that fortress that we don’t know? Taking action is inevitable, but not now. We must at least know ourselves and our enemy to win a hundred battles.”
Song Lian had originally thought Wen Shangyin had a moment of weakness and wasn’t going to kill Shang Qi.
After hearing Wen Shangyin’s explanation, Song Lian nodded in understanding. “Fourth Young Master is likely in that fortress. We can take action, but before we do, if we can gain control of the fortress, it would undoubtedly bring us immense benefits.”
Speaking of this, Song Lian glanced at Wen Shangyin. “Third Young Master’s team is not to be underestimated. We also have fortress builders among our ability users, but to reach the level of this fortress built by Third Young Master’s team is currently impossible.”
Wen Shangyin rubbed the jade thumb ring on his hand, lost in thought as he listened to Song Lian. “Are only two people coming for this negotiation?”
Song Lian hummed and explained, “A man and a woman. The man is Third Young Master, and the woman looks like a flower in a greenhouse. I think this woman is most likely the designer of this mobile fortress.”
Before Wen Shangyin could ask, Song Lian analyzed, “Don’t be fooled by the girl’s inexperienced appearance. We all know this is the apocalypse. Without some real skills, one can’t survive in the end times.”
“And this negotiation is with Third Young Master, which further proves her strength should not be underestimated.”
At this point, Song Lian stroked his chin, adjusted his glasses, and looked at Wen Shangyin. “I actually think that if she is really capable, she would be a suitable candidate for your wife.”
Wen Shangyin listened to Song Lian’s words and considered them seriously.
After a brief silence, Wen Shangyin looked at Song Lian and shook his head. “If she is truly powerful, she can be of use to us. As for being a candidate for my wife, that is absolutely not permissible.”
Song Lian took a sip of wine, puzzled. “In this post-apocalyptic world, it’s perfectly normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. As a fortress designer, she can also produce high-quality crystal cores. Giving her the status of a wife is the best way to win her over and make her work for us.”
“No!” Even with Song Lian’s tempting words, Wen Shangyin refused, his attitude firm.
This surprised Song Lian. He looked at Wen Shangyin with confusion. “She’s not unattractive. To put it mildly, compared to your wives who exist purely for profit, she is like a single pure jasmine flower, rare and precious.”
Song Lian smiled and looked at him. “Why wouldn’t you want her?”