Chapter 151: Five Percent Chance

“Do you think the boss has gone mad? He actually issued a death duel challenge to Elder Ouyang Lie?”

“Mad! Absolutely mad! Thank goodness we’re leaving the War Wolf Gang after tonight, or we’ll get dragged down again.”

“Exactly, get the severance pay and get out fast—otherwise who knows what trouble might come, with the Lie Tian Gang storming our door.”

“Sigh! Just yesterday we killed their vice-division chief, and today we’ve provoked their boss—this is pure suicide. Following a boss like this, you won’t even know how you died.”

“But come to think of it, the boss is strong—he killed Chen Yun with a single blow. Wasn’t he only at Warrior Ninth Layer before? How did he advance so fast? In less than a month, he’s now at General Fourth Layer?”

“He’s strong, sure, but what good does it do? Haven’t you heard? The boss was trampled under Ouyang Lie’s feet and brutally humiliated...”

“...”

Over a hundred members of the War Wolf Gang sat in groups around the gang’s main courtyard, eating skewers and chatting.

Now, eating skewers while chatting had become habit and tradition for the War Wolf Gang.

“Shh! Lower your voices—don’t let Master He or Gan Lei hear; they’re the boss’s confidants.”

The man glanced cautiously at He Cheng and Gan Lei, then added: “By the way, where will you go after the War Wolf Gang dissolves?”

Someone whispered: “I’m joining Brother Zhao Ren—I heard from Brother Zhao Ren Li that they’re planning to form their own gang...”

“Really? Then I’m joining too!”

As the group whispered, someone gestured toward the inner courtyard; they turned to see the boss, Cang Luo, walking slowly out from within.

They exchanged glances and fell silent at once, quietly eating their skewers without another word.

Since ascending to General, Cang Luo’s spiritual sense and senses had strengthened considerably—he’d heard their whispers from afar. Though all their words were dismissive, he paid them no mind.

A bunch of blind fools—he didn’t even bother scolding them.

Besides, most who’d just been talking behind his back were newcomers, the very ones shouting to quit the gang.

Let them leave. I won’t beg them to stay. The War Wolf Gang doesn’t need people like them.

Soon, Cang Luo reached the courtyard. He Cheng and Gan Lei, who had originally pledged loyalty to him and stood guard at the inner courtyard entrance, immediately rose and bowed respectfully: “Boss!”

But beneath their respect lay deep worry—they too feared the death duel between Cang Luo and Ouyang Lie.

“Long time no see...”

Cang Luo said, clapping their shoulders as he sensed their cultivation bases, then smiled: “Oh? Master He, congratulations—you’ve reached Warrior Seventh Layer. You others are doing well too, nearly at Warrior Sixth Layer.”

When He Cheng first pledged loyalty, he was only Warrior Fifth Layer. After half a month of training in the Beast Forest, he rose to Warrior Sixth Layer—and now he’d reached Warrior Seventh.

The others ranged from Warrior Third to Warrior Fifth Layer; all had at least advanced one layer.

If not compared to Cang Luo, their cultivation speed was already impressive.

If they kept advancing at this rate, within half a year, several would surely break through to General.

Of course, that assumed the War Wolf Gang remained intact and the War Wolf Barbecue Shop kept operating—only then could they continuously receive cultivation resources.

Otherwise, without the shop’s resources, they’d return to peasant poverty—unable to save even one low-grade yuan stone per month, let alone afford cultivation.

As head of the Azure Dragon Division, He Cheng was among the gang’s elite. Though division heads had no official perks, they had many covert ways to acquire resources.

Like Zhao Ren Wu, he was shrewd and calculating. In this time, he’d secured plenty of resources—and never forgot Gan Lei and the others.

He ate meat; Gan Lei and the rest got soup.

Through this period, He Cheng had come to deeply, truly understand: the War Wolf Gang’s model genuinely lifted everyone’s strength.

Otherwise, how could he have reached Warrior Seventh Layer so fast?

Thus, he was grateful for his decision to pledge loyalty to Cang Luo. He and Gan Lei and the others sincerely hoped the War Wolf Gang would grow stronger.

They firmly opposed anyone or anything threatening the gang or the boss.

He knew Zhao Ren Wu was scheming to seize the boss’s position—but he wasn’t worried at all. He saw clearly, thoroughly: no matter how wildly Zhao Ren Wu danced, once the boss returned, he’d crush the situation with raw power.

But now an external enemy had appeared.

The Lie Tian Gang coveted the War Wolf Barbecue Shop and had been eyeing it daily. With the boss absent so long, He Cheng was deeply anxious, fearing the gang might vanish any day.

He’d finally waited for the boss’s return, hoping for a solution—perhaps allying with other small gangs to resist the Lie Tian Gang.

Or seeking help from the Sect Master’s daughter, Elder Xuan Qingqing—the boss seemed to know her and could speak with her.

But the moment the boss returned, he provoked the Lie Tian Gang’s vice-division chief and killed him, then immediately challenged their boss, Ouyang Lie.

Now they’d fully enraged the Lie Tian Gang, giving them a perfect excuse to annihilate the gang.

And worse—he’d issued a death duel challenge to Ouyang Lie, set for noon tomorrow.

This was pushing the War Wolf Gang straight into the fire!

Are you out of your mind?!

There’s no time even to seek help from Elder Qingqing—she spends most of her time training outside...

He Cheng was desperate, staring at Cang Luo, lips trembling, unable to speak—finally blurted: “Boss... do you have any chance of defeating Ouyang Lie...?”

He Cheng was extremely anxious, looking at Cang Luo as if he wanted to speak but held back, finally blurting out: “Boss, do you have confidence in defeating Ouyang Lie...?”

At these words, those nearby froze, staring at him as if he were an idiot.

Have any chance of defeating Ouyang Lie?!

Do you even need to ask?

Haven’t you heard what happened this afternoon at the Outer Gate’s Technique Pavilion? The boss was trampled under Ouyang Lie’s feet and humiliated—everyone in the Outer Gate knows.

How could you ask such a stupid question?

He Cheng himself paused, stunned. Of course—how could a General Fourth Layer boss defeat Ouyang Lie, a General Ninth Layer peak?

He’d placed blind faith in the boss.

He Cheng gave a bitter smile, his worry deepening.

Cang Luo, however, remained calm. He didn’t rush to answer, only smiled warmly at He Cheng and the others.

At least these men still supported him—unswayed by Zhao Ren Wu, unafraid of the Lie Tian Gang’s threats. Worth cultivating.

At least, these people still supported him; they had not been swayed by Zhao Renwu, nor intimidated by the threats of Lie Tian Gang—worth cultivating.

Cang Luo whispered it so softly no one else heard, then signaled He Cheng and the others to stay silent.

A slight hint of his true strength was necessary—if he appeared too weak, they’d lose confidence.

With that, Cang Luo walked toward Wang Fuhai, Zhao Ren Wu, and Cang Feng—where the few female members of the gang were also gathering, approaching now.

Behind him, He Cheng and Gan Lei instantly changed expression—shocked, certain they’d misheard.

What did the boss just say?

Five percent... chance of defeating Ouyang Lie?!

He Cheng recovered first, eyes flashing with sudden insight. He sharply hushed Gan Lei and the others—they fell silent at once.

They understood: the boss’s earlier humiliation by Ouyang Lie had been a ruse—waiting to ambush him tomorrow...

In truth, they overestimated Cang Luo. His humiliation by Ouyang Lie hadn’t been a ruse at all.

At the time, he’d activated the Body-Annihilating Divine Art—fully unleashed, barely holding back the Dragon-Slaying Palm and summoning Erha. His combat power truly was inferior to Ouyang Lie’s.

But if he summoned Erha to fight to the death, he didn’t think he’d lose.

Five percent was a conservative estimate.

Now he’d infused his Wind-elemental Qi into the Dragon-Slaying Palm—its power increased by thirty percent. If he found the right opening, he believed he had at least a seventy percent chance of defeating Ouyang Lie.

Now he had infused his wind-elemental Qi into the Dragon-Slaying Palm, increasing its power by thirty percent; if he found an opening, he felt he had at least a seventy percent chance of defeating Ouyang Lie.