Chapter 533: You Are Nothing But a Puppet

"What are you afraid of?" Chen Yu smiled: "Aren't you extremely worshipful of the Witch Clan? Don't you want to practice Witchcraft and become an existence like them? In that case, Li Meng putting a Gu in your chest isn't anything excessive, is it?"

"No, no, I don't want to, I want to be an ordinary person, I beg you to help me," Wang Dali cried out.

He didn't want to learn any Witchcraft anymore; the bug from just a moment ago was covered in tentacles, and thinking about this thing he had never seen before being inside his body made his scalp tingle in waves—he was truly afraid to the extreme.

"Sorry, I can't help you. It's not that I don't have the ability to save your life, but it would consume too much of my energy, and you aren't worth it. Go back and lick your master well," Chen Yu sneered: "Maybe if he's happy, he'll remove the Gu for you."

"However, although I haven't met Li Meng, based on my understanding of him, this person is extremely narrow-minded. Once you have no utility value to him, he will discard you directly."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he pulled Zhou Nan, who had not yet recovered her senses, away. Wang Dali flopped onto the ground, grabbed Zhou Nan's leg, and screamed: "Zhou Nan, I was wrong, everything before was my fault."

"Chen Yu is your friend, you two went to the same elementary school, could you please plead for me? I beg you, for the sake of us having been a married couple, help me this once, okay?"

"Let go of me, Wang Dali, let go," Zhou Nan said with a face full of anger: "I am already disappointed in you to the extreme, stay away from me in the future."

"Help me, please help me," Wang Dali cried out.

"Get lost." Chen Yu kicked him away and pulled Zhou Nan to leave this place.

Wang Dali lay on the ground like a dead dog, watching helplessly as Zhou Nan left.

"Chen Yu, I'm really sorry, I didn't think they would use me," Zhou Nan felt very regretful for calling Chen Yu today.

"This has nothing to do with you, they were aiming for me from the start," Chen Yu shook his head and said: "Even without this matter with Wang Dali, they would have tried every possible way to find me. Don't take it to heart, your family should be arriving soon, right?"

"Yes, they'll be here soon." Mentioning her family, a hint of a smile bloomed on Zhou Nan's face.

"Do you plan to go back with them?" Chen Yu asked.

"I haven't decided yet," Zhou Nan shook her head: "My older brother and cousin are both in Shengjing, I'm considering going there to develop, I don't want to go back to that place in the countryside."

"Heh, after being out for a long time, your horizons naturally aren't something people from those small places can compare to," Chen Yu smiled: "Make your plans after reuniting with your family."

"My mom and dad will demand that I get married, I'm already twenty-eight or twenty-nine," Zhou Nan gave a bitter smile: "However, I don't believe in marriage anymore."

"It's fine, you're still young," Chen Yu smiled slightly: "Make your plans after reuniting with them."

"Mm." Zhou Nan nodded; she looked at Chen Yu, her eyes full of smiles.

In a luxurious private room, Wang Dali knelt on the ground, trembling.

Sitting on a leather sofa in front of him was a man over fifty years old, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

He was the chairman of Yaxing Group, Li Meng, and also one of the underground bosses of Ning City. At the same time, he had another identity: a disciple of the Witch Clan from deep within the Ten Thousand Great Mountains to the west of Ning City.

Listening to Wang Dali's account, he toyed with a transparent glass container in his hand. Inside the container was a strange-looking bug; this bug had a belly as round as a drum, was the size of a ping-pong ball, was covered in fuzz, and possessed a pair of fleshy wings.

When its wings vibrated, it emitted a sharp chirping sound.

"So my three subordinates died at the hands of Chen Yu?" Li Meng put the Gu in his hand to the side and cast a sharp gaze at Wang Dali.

"Yes, yes, that brat Chen Yu has too many tricks; he was actually able to control the Gu and have it eat your three disciples," Wang Dali said, trembling.

"Low-level Gu uses intent; as long as your Mental Power is strong enough, you can control someone else's Gu for your own use," Li Meng said leisurely: "But high-level Gu relies on the connection between the person and the Gu."

"Nourished by blood and linked by thought, it will become one with your spirit. With this kind of Gu, no matter how strong someone else's Mental Power is, they cannot control it," Li Meng said: "Chen Yu is not as terrifying as you think."

"Bu-but he really is too powerful." Wang Dali truly had a shadow cast over him by Chen Yu; he stood to the side, shivering, feeling somewhat at a loss.

"You really are a piece of trash," Li Meng glanced at Wang Dali and said: "I really don't know what use I have for keeping trash like you."

"No, President Li, I'm not trash, I'm still useful. I can try one more time, I can bring Chen Yu to you, I swear," Wang Dali was so scared his legs were shaking.

"Just you?" Li Meng sneered: "You don't even know your own worth, do you? Trash like you is truly an eyesore staying here."

As Li Meng spoke, he extended his right hand, curled two fingers to form a strange hand seal, and then spat out a few words that could not be understood.

Wang Dali, who was to the side, suddenly began to scream. He flopped onto the ground, clutching his chest tightly; his heart felt as if it had been pierced by a bayonet, causing him extreme pain.

Following that, the pain in his chest gradually magnified. He screamed, twisting and rolling violently on the ground. A moment later, he collapsed on the ground and did not move again.

The Gu hidden inside his body slowly crawled out. Li Meng leaned down and extended his finger.

The Gu moved onto his palm. Li Meng stroked the Gu in his hand, a hint of a smile appearing on his face: "Chen Yu, things are really getting more and more interesting."

The door opened, and two men walked in, dragging Wang Dali's corpse to the side, opening a secret door, and throwing him inside.

Inside the secret door were thousands upon thousands of dense bugs. After Wang Dali was thrown in, a mass of bugs swarmed up, gnawing on his body.

A moment later, Wang Dali turned into a skeleton, and even this skeleton was gnawed clean by these bugs; the last trace of him in this world disappeared completely.

"President Li, Wuming has sent word that we must take down Chen Yu," a bodyguard walked to his side and said respectfully.

"Good, I know." Li Meng nodded slightly, and he began to tease the Gu in the glass container again: "What else did Wuming say?"

"Our tribute to them is to be increased by another thirty percent," the bodyguard hesitated for a moment before saying the sentence.

"Thirty percent?" Li Meng gritted his teeth and said: "Does he think I'm an ATM? His appetite is getting bigger and bigger. In that isolated little place of theirs, where would they even need so much money?"