Chapter 298: Li Jiang's Depression

After dinner, Zhao Yuxin took Zhang Yu with her to enter the room where Li Jiang was being held, and the moment they opened the door, they were stunned on the spot.

Because they saw that Li Jiang, who had originally been trapped in the Thorn, was already gone, and the two Durian Warriors were still in front of the Thorn, looking toward the direction outside the door.

Zhao Yuxin sighed while supporting her forehead: "Sigh~ It seems these second-generation Durian Warriors really still need to be further refined."

Zhang Yu walked quickly to the side of the Thorn to inspect it, and inferred based on the existing clues: "There are still clothing fragments remaining on the Thorn, and some branches have signs of being bent, which shows that he struggled violently."

Zhao Yuxin retracted the two Durian Warriors into the Plant Transport Bag and walked to the side of the Thorn to squat down.

"There is no blood on the ground either; it seems he still escaped by committing suicide."

"Regiment Leader Zhao, what should we do next? Should we relocate?"

"That's for sure, otherwise are we waiting for them to come back and deal with us?"

"You're right, let's hurry and tell the men to have them pack up their things quickly!"

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Just now, during the time they were eating, Li Jiang had emerged from the Mirror of Substitute Death through suicide, and the members of the Raging Roar Regiment who were packing their things were stunned the moment they saw their Regiment Leader had returned.

At this time, Li Jiang heard a burst of frolicking sounds coming from outside the vehicle, and driven by curiosity, he looked outside the vehicle, only to be so angered that he nearly fainted.

Because outside the vehicle, he saw his subordinates constantly toying with women, the vast majority of whom were his own concubines, and each one of them was having a great time, with scattered clothing everywhere on the ground.

The Raging Roar Regiment member in front of Li Jiang could not stop his legs from trembling; he plopped down and knelt before Li Jiang, thinking inwardly about how he could save his life under his command.

Li Jiang looked back at the subordinate in front of him and discovered that his clothes were disheveled, and there was a woman's lipstick mark on his neck.

Enraged, Li Jiang kicked him in the face, then walked out of the carriage in anger and shouted to everyone: "Everyone, come over here!"

The Raging Roar Regiment members who were enjoying themselves heard someone dare to speak to them like that and turned their heads one after another to look at the source of the voice, but after seeing Li Jiang's face, many were so scared that they didn't even pull up their pants before running toward Li Jiang.

The women who had been toyed with were all crying on the spot; if it weren't for seeing these people's joyful appearance in the carriage just now, Li Jiang would have almost been deceived by their current appearance.

The Raging Roar Regiment members lined up neatly, each person's expression different—some with disdain, some with jealousy, and some even secretly hiding their hands behind their backs. But they stood quietly, waiting for Li Jiang's fury.

The women behind did not run either, because they knew that even if they ran away, their own strength was not strong enough; if they ran, how would they survive? And who would they be able to rely on?

So not only did they not run, they all knelt on the ground stark naked, pretending to be aggrieved, and then secretly watched Li Jiang's reaction.

But this time, Li Jiang did not choose to vent his anger on them; instead, he paced back and forth in front of them with a calm face, and even took a cigarette case out of his clothes, preparing to smoke a few.

The cigarette case he took out was torn to shreds, many of the cigarettes inside were cut into several pieces, and some tobacco fell onto his wounds along the openings.

Some of the sharper ones saw that Li Jiang's cigarettes were in bad shape and immediately took out their own treasured cigarettes to hand to Li Jiang, some even cleaning the tobacco off his body for him and providing him with treatment.

Li Jiang glanced at them, picked the type he liked from among them, and silently noted their features, deciding to promote them well in the future.

At this moment, Li Jiang paced back and forth, and even Li Jiang's footsteps and breathing became incomparably loud in everyone's ears.

The wind at night was very cold, and even though the women were shivering from the cold, they dared not pick up the clothes on the ground; after all, no one dared to gamble on whether Li Jiang would lose his temper.

And the reason Li Jiang did not lose his temper immediately was not because he suddenly had a change of heart, but because he discovered a very serious problem. That was—the hearts of the people in his hands were scattered.

After all, after he was captured, not one of his subordinates thought about saving him, which already explained the problem. So if he were to go and beat or scold them now, it would be meaningless and would instead invite their dissatisfaction.

Especially now, after experiencing the battle with Zhu Zhiquan and the others, the number of players in the Player Group had dropped significantly, so what was needed next was to secure the hearts of the people to facilitate future replenishment.

Thinking of this, Li Jiang continuously relieved the anger in his heart by smoking, and it was not until only three cigarettes remained in the cigarette case that Li Jiang finally managed to suppress the anger in his heart.

Li Jiang exhaled a cloud of thick smoke, turned around, and asked his subordinates: "Are the broads fun?"

No one answered his question; the only response to him was the women's hypocritical crying sounds and their feigned, pitiful wailing.

Li Jiang ignored the women's wailing and instead said to them: "I know you are all dissatisfied with me, and I also know you like my women, but I don't care about any of that."

Suddenly, Li Jiang pointed at a thin, tall person and shouted: "Little Zhang, come out."

The player who was named felt goosebumps all over his body and was somewhat afraid to walk out of the ranks, fearing he would be scolded roundly by his own Regiment Leader.

But Li Jiang did not berate him; instead, he beckoned to one of his concubines.

Immediately, that concubine trotted to Li Jiang, waiting for Li Jiang's instructions.

Li Jiang patted this member, then sent the concubine he had called over into his arms, whispered a few words in his ear, and let him return to the ranks.

This member returned to the ranks smiling while holding the Regiment Leader's former concubine, which left everyone stunned, and many gazes fell involuntarily upon this member.

Then Li Jiang gave wives to other members as well; of course, the members who could be given wives were all those who had handed him cigarettes and helped him treat his wounds.

Finally, Li Jiang painted a big picture for those who hadn't received a wife, and many people's gazes toward Li Jiang softened significantly. Seeing that the atmosphere was much more relaxed, Li Jiang let them all disperse.

The members who had been assigned women picked up their women and showed them off to others, while the women still kneeling on the ground looked at each other, not knowing what to do now.

And Li Jiang just looked up at the sky; at this time, the sky had already been shrouded by the dark night, and starlight fell on his face through the branches and leaves of the jungle.

Seeing that Li Jiang had no reaction, a trace of fear rose in the women's hearts, but two bold ones still tried to crawl to Li Jiang to act coquettishly.

But Li Jiang surprisingly ignored them, and when the other women saw this, they all tried to crawl to his side, trying to call out to this terrifying Regiment Leader.

For Li Jiang, the forest was very quiet yet very noisy, and he himself did not know what was wrong; even though his women had all crawled over to show concern for him, he still felt very depressed.

So he loudly scolded these women, scaring them into kowtowing and admitting their mistakes, then took a cigarette out of the cigarette case, held it in his mouth, and opened the panel to send a private message to Yamamoto Kengo.

Drip, drip, drip~

Yamamoto Kengo, who was organizing everyone to conduct the Soul Sacrifice ceremony, heard the system notification sound in his mind, but since he was at a critical juncture of the ceremony, he ignored it.

Seeing that the other party had not replied, Li Jiang lit the cigarette in his mouth, sat beside a Tricycle, and puffed away, waiting for the other party to give him a reply.

After a few minutes, Yamamoto Kengo's message finally arrived late: "So it is Li Jiang-kun. Hearing from your subordinates that you were captured, I was just thinking about how to save you."

Li Jiang frowned and replied: "Hmph, there is no need for you to worry about that. All in all, our cooperation still counts, right?"

On the other side, Yamamoto Kengo tapped his armrest in his seat, thought for a moment, and sent: "Of course. According to the locator, we will arrive at your location in at most an hour. Tonight, we will launch a night raid on them."

"Good, I'll wait for you here." Li Jiang closed the panel and smoked alone under the night sky, his heart recalling how Zhu Zhiquan and his party had made him lose face twice in a row, and a surge of anger quietly rose in his heart.