Chapter 522: The Carefully Chosen Chicken

"Boss, you're wise! Black Feather seems powerful, but a big tree attracts wind; its interior may not be solid. Moreover, Dong Da Qu's forces are chaotic, so if we light this fire, someone will naturally fan it."

When Dong Da Qu falls into chaos, we'll flee to Xi Da Qu and become heroes! Then perhaps we can secure a better position there; it's far better than watching Black Feather's mood here!

Further down, the leader replied: "Jin Zaiyou, this matter is yours to handle. Once it's done, tomorrow night I'll reward you properly!"

The sentence seems normal, but beneath it there was a voice‑to‑text message; as for its content…

I can't bear to watch, really can't bear to watch!

The Dong Da Qu channel's players stopped fixing cars, stopped arguing about rigs, halted everything they were busy with, eyes wide, ears perked, as if they could dive into the channel and devour the whole melon!

The few seconds of audio were replayed repeatedly, sparking a wildly violent discussion storm in the regional channel.

When the audio was opened, a deliberately lowered yet unmistakably excited and somewhat ambiguous male voice sounded, speaking quickly: "Jin Zaiyou, you handle it, I'm at ease. Tomorrow night, same place, the reward will definitely satisfy you… Remember, make the commotion as big as possible, so Wu Ya can't come down to the stage, and later… I'll cherish you well."

Silence.

While the Dong Da Qu channel's discussion blazed, the meeting venue was dead silent.

So that's what they meant by "reward"?!

So they're not only traitors, but their internal relations are this filthy?!

Jin Zaiyou's face had gone from pallid to pork‑liver color, then from pork‑liver to ashen gray.

His body trembled violently, not from fear but from the exposure of the faction's secrets, filling him with utter shame and collapse.

Jin Zaiyou could even feel gazes from all directions—anger, contempt, and incredulous scrutiny as if he were a monkey!

Pfft.

Nobody knows who first couldn't hold back, letting out an uncontrollable laugh, like detonating a barrel of explosives.

Immediately afterward, an uncontrollable uproar rose from the audience.

Some shook their heads and sighed, some turned away with disgust, and many looked at the limp, mud‑like Jin Zaiyou with the gaze one gives to trash or a joke.

Even the representatives who had been furious over betrayal now wore twisted expressions.

The anger remained, but there was also a nauseating feeling like swallowing a fly.

Arguing with this sort of scum only drags one's own standards down!

Onstage, Cheng Shuili gently shook her head, as if she hadn't expected the opponent's low limit could be this low.

"It seems the internal corporate culture of the Fang Snake's Tooth is truly… distinctive," her voice rang through the microphone, "Not only betraying regional interests, but even private relations are so harmonious; no wonder they can plan such betrayal without a conscience."

What a corporate culture, what a distinctive one, what harmonious!

If those present didn't know the specifics, hearing Wu Ya's words at first they'd think it was praise.

Now, if they still can't see what's going on today, they've truly wasted their time.

A few people familiar with Jin Zaiyou recalled that while they were chatting in the hall, he was provoked by someone with a few remarks before taking on the role of the scapegoat.

Now recalling, the person who provoked him showed up so conveniently and kept staring at Jin Zaiyou, as if insisting he be the scapegoat…

If anyone says there was no Black Feather's guidance and arrangement, who would believe it?!

Probably Wu Ya had already seen the internal discussion of the Fang Snake's Tooth, and thus chose Jin Zaiyou as the most fitting—and most deserved—"chicken" in this "kill‑the‑chicken‑to‑warn‑the‑monkey" scheme!

This move truly is skin‑flaying, muscle‑pulling, corpse‑exposing for all to see.

The chill crawled from the audience's waists up their spines; this woman must not be offended.

In the dead silence, Cheng Shuili's voice sounded clear and steady.

"Everyone," she said, her gaze calm, the previously chilling faint smile long gone, replaced by an almost indifferent official tone. "The Alliance's foundation lies in trust, in shared goals and bottom lines. The Fang Snake's Tooth's actions not only crossed the bottom line but also stained the very word trust."

"The Dong Da Qu Alliance seeks partners whose hearts aim toward the light, willing to fight side by side for this land's future, not those who are two‑faced, who betray collective interests for personal gain or… certain peculiar fetishes."

These words sounded grand and impeccable, beyond reproach.

But the "monkeys" present felt each word was like an icy needle, piercing their most guilty spots.

The few leaders who had also received favors from Xi Da Qu, now pale‑faced, almost wanted to bury their heads in their chests, fearing they might be the next to be singled out.

Having been in the Highway World this long, who hasn't done a few conscience‑less deeds?

Wu Ya's all‑seeing hands and eyes inevitably snag a few of their loose ends.

Now… even if they no longer wish to cooperate, they can only behave, as for contacting the people of Xi Da Qu…

With Jin Zaiyou as a cautionary tale, who still has such nerve?!

The meeting concluded under a "harmonious" atmosphere.

The Dong Da Qu Alliance today has taken its first shape; what remains is for Xinxue and Zhan Lang to go through each faction and sign trade contracts.

This contract's terms are far harsher than those of the Long Guo Alliance, and the price for betraying the Alliance is utterly unbearable.

Cheng Shuili watched the attendees leave, pondering that a copy of this contract must also be given to the Long Guo Region's forces.

She can grant them sufficient trust, but not trust without considering consequences.

Signing one benefits everyone.

As the crowd thinned, Zhan Lang, Qin Wen, and others approached, exchanging a few words with Cheng Shuili.

After the Long Guo Region's faction leaders each said their farewells and left, Zhan Lang finally seized the chance to tell Cheng Shuili about the surprise he had prepared.

"Boss, please wait a moment."

As soon as Zhan Lang spoke, Ailin and Guanghui's gazes swept over.

"It's not…"

"Besides the two of them, who else has the right to call someone Boss?!"

Seeing the words come from Zhan Lang, the two were utterly baffled, wondering what on earth was going on—wasn't Zhan Lang himself the leader? Where did his 'Boss' come from?!

Following Zhan Lang's gaze, their pupils both contracted.

"How could the Boss be Black Feather's leader?!"

Moreover… looking at the Boss's expression, why isn't he at all surprised? Is Zhan Lang now Black Feather's man? Since when? Weren't the two of them core management of Black Feather? How did they not hear any rumors?

As Ailin and Guanghui left the briefing hall, they seemed completely dazed.