Wen Shangyin finished speaking, his tone a little heavier, "Unless you want to lose me as an ally."
Without waiting for Su Ling to reply, Wen Shangyin continued, "Think about it yourselves. Once you lose me as an ally, your actions will be very difficult. Moreover, my actions are also to win over these people for my own use, to contribute to building your new base."
"If you don't thank me, you even mock me. That's unnecessary."
What Wen Shangyin said to Su Ling was laced with temper.
The anger he dared not vent on Shang Qi, he transferred to Su Ling.
Su Ling looked at Wen Shangyin with cold eyes. A person's dislike and displeasure are hard to hide in one's eyes.
Wen Shangyin met Su Ling's gaze, and he was somewhat afraid.
At first, he thought Su Ling was a canary raised by Shang Qi.
But later, he personally witnessed Su Ling wielding a Tang dao against zombies, truly a woman as capable as any man.
He also understood then that Shang Qi didn't like canaries; he liked strong women.
And Su Ling, with her deceptive face, was too alluring, making people lower their guard and vigilance.
Su Ling, of course, knew that Wen Shangyin dared not lose his temper with Shang Qi, so he was taking it out on her.
Wen Shangyin's words might work on others, but he was facing Su Ling, and there was no way he could fool her.
Su Ling looked at Wen Shangyin with cold eyes and spoke pointedly, "Wen Shangyin, you know what your intentions are. Why pretend to be so noble?"
"I'll tell you today as well: we are establishing a new base, and you are dispensable."
Su Ling's words were not arrogant or dismissive, but the honest truth.
When they initially planned to establish a survivor base, Wen Shangyin was not part of the plan.
Wen Shangyin and his group's inclusion was merely Shang Qi's decision to avoid unnecessary bloodshed.
But Wen Shangyin truly did not know how to cherish a hard-won opportunity, insisting on dancing on the edge of death.
Now, a perfectly good hand of cards, he had played it disastrously.
Wen Shangyin had assumed Su Ling and her group would desperately need him. Who knew Su Ling would say they didn't need him? Now, he had lost even his last bit of pride to bargain with.
This was something Wen Shangyin had not anticipated; he was completely stunned and bewildered.
Wen Shangyin was a strange person, sometimes intelligent, sometimes not.
As was the case now, his intelligence was at its peak.
He knew Su Ling was not bluffing; she was speaking the absolute truth.
Su Ling and her group chose City A as the site for their new base before they met him, not after.
Furthermore, his intentions were already seen through by Su Ling and Shang Qi. There was no point in him saying more.
Seeing Wen Shangyin fall silent, Su Ling let out a cold hmph and said indifferently, "The people in the prison area, we have dealt with them. As for you, whether you can leave here alive depends on your luck."
Su Ling was clear in her hatred and affection. She could not tolerate Wen Shangyin and Song Lian. As for the people they brought, they had already been released and granted freedom.
In the apocalypse, survival was the primary choice.
The weak needed the protection of the strong. She disliked Wen Shangyin and Song Lian colluding evilly, but for others, if she could release them, she would.
After so long in the apocalypse, Su Ling still adhered to her principles.
She did not dictate how others should be; she regulated herself, always maintaining a sliver of her good nature.
This world was already deeply corrupted, and she was powerless to change it, but she would not become part of its corruption.
She maintained her kindness, but she was not without discernment.
Those who deserved to die would never be spared.