Chapter 159 The God of the Orcs

Chapter 159 - The Beastmen's God

Evolution Potion! It’s said to be secretly in Karida’s possession, but it could also be in Wang Feng’s hands!

What does this mean for the beastmen?

Are they just brothers who can hang out at a bar?

No, no, no. For the beastmen, who value hierarchy above all, he could be the god who holds their fate!

Old Wang and Asiba couldn’t quite grasp the intricacies, but they felt the sudden silence and the unsettling gazes of the surrounding beastmen.

Old Wang rubbed his nose and went straight into Tai Kun’s office.

Pushing open the door...

"What do you mean by not being able to negotiate? Is this your first day working with me? If he doesn’t have a way down, can’t you give him some money to help him get down himself? You want to use force? Do you think you’re someone important? Do you think you’re just dealing with a minor character? They work for the government; this is human territory, not your rural hometown! You’ve caused a huge mess..."

A few trembling individuals stood before the desk as Tai Kun berated them in a thug-like manner. But upon seeing Wang Feng, his face softened instantly: "Ah, isn’t this Brother Old Wang!"

"The people under me don’t know how to handle things, so I was scolding them. Sorry for making a scene." He waved them away and warmly welcomed Wang Feng: "It’s been a few days since we last met. You must have done something big at the Holy Sanctuary again. I was thinking of celebrating with you, but then I heard you all went to the neighboring bar that night. Why didn’t you come here? I’m quite upset about it!"

To be honest, although Tai Kun’s enthusiasm seemed similar to before, there was a noticeable difference. Previously, it was due to the elder’s face and profit, but now it carried a hint of respect.

Tai Kun truly admired Wang Feng. The elder was indeed impressive; his foresight was sharp. Wang Feng’s future achievements would far exceed mere business dealings. If he acted arrogantly now and called himself an older brother, it would seem too deliberate when Wang Feng became truly powerful.

"That night there were too many people, a mix of all sorts. Since this is a beastman venue, bringing a large group would only cause trouble for you!" Old Wang guessed Tai Kun’s thoughts and smiled: "Given our relationship, if we gather, it should be privately. That’s why I brought a good friend today to play with you!"

"Wang Brother, you’re my brother!" Tai Kun laughed heartily. He had met Fantasi before; Wang Feng had brought him to the Black Iron Bar and even used him to deliver messages twice: "I’m a bit older, so I’ll call you Asiba, just like Wang Brother. Come visit often!"

Except when in front of Wang Feng, Tai Kun always exuded a strong aura of power.

Fantasi quickly returned the greeting, calling him Brother Kun. To be honest, he was still a bit dazed. On the way over, Old Wang had explained the ‘Eagle Eye’ situation to Fantasi.

To be honest, besides shock, there was more shock.

Previously, he had helped Old Wang deliver messages at the bar, knowing there was some sort of transaction involved, which explained why Old Wang was so popular at the beastman bar. But honestly, Asiba never imagined Old Wang’s business was so massive.

After calculating, it could potentially be a million-level business. Of course, expansion would involve various fees, reducing the profits, but it would still be worth millions of euros.

Knowing about the big business, he naturally understood the powerful and influential Tai Kun, who controlled both the legal and illegal worlds on Changmao Street. With this preparation, he wouldn’t have been able to stand confidently in front of Tai Kun otherwise.

After some pleasantries, Tai Kun seemed to want to remind Old Wang about the delivery. Old Wang had paid the deposit, but hadn’t delivered any goods yet. The elder had sent someone to urge him, but with Fantasi present, he could only smile and wink at Wang Feng. Unexpectedly, Wang Feng directly said: "The goods are ready. The first batch of five thousand bottles will be delivered within three days."

Tai Kun showed a hint of surprise, glancing at Fantasi.

Old Wang understood and smiled: "Fantasi is my brother. He knows everything about our business. Today, I brought him to meet Brother Kun. You know I’m busy, so if I’m not in Aurora City, deliveries and payments will be handled by Asiba."

Tai Kun then seriously examined Fantasi, finally laughing: "Brother Asiba, nice to meet you. If you need anything, just say it. There’s nothing I, Tai Kun, can’t handle on this street!"

Handing the business over to Fantasi was something Old Wang had planned long ago. He had prepared the formula and mixing agent for Fantasi.

Firstly, the beastmen had treated him well, and he genuinely didn’t want to deceive them. This matter needed someone to take over. Secondly, it was to provide Fantasi with a real opportunity.

His special soul seed made early cultivation relatively easy, relying on physical endurance. However, reaching higher stages required substantial resources, which his family couldn’t afford. Initially, withholding the formula from Fantasi was to protect him, but another perspective was that life was either grand or insignificant, and Fantasi’s fate should be his own decision.

Tai Kun suggested they go out for a drink. Old Wang couldn’t refuse, noticing Tai Kun’s attempts to chat with Fantasi, seemingly trying to gauge his personality. Surprisingly, the usually timid little fatso in the Holy Sanctuary showed a different side in front of Tai Kun, quickly overcoming his initial nervousness and engaging in witty banter, showing his family’s influence.

Drinking and listening to Tai Kun and Fantasi talk, the gazes of the surrounding beastmen still made Old Wang feel uneasy. Tai Kun explained with a smile: "That’s because they sense hierarchy."

"There are many rumors in Aurora City that Wang Brother holds the secret to strengthening the beastmen," Tai Kun probed, adding meaningfully: "If that’s true, you’d be a god to the beastmen."

Saying ‘god’ might be exaggerated, but the beastmen’s hierarchical concept was indeed the strongest. Tai Kun’s words were a test, likely driven by greater interest in the secret of strengthening the beastmen.

"Brother Kun, don’t believe the rumors. If I had such power, I’d be famous already. Why would I sell potions?" Old Wang smiled: "Awakening depends half on Kela herself and half on Karida. I’m just a figurehead!"

Tai Kun nodded, agreeing that Wang Feng couldn’t know much, but who dared to provoke Lady Karida?

The Black Iron Bar’s entertainment remained war drums, long horns, and other instruments Old Wang couldn’t name, creating a strong, blood-pumping rhythm.

Halfway through a bottle of strong liquor, thinking about his impending departure, Old Wang’s spirits lifted, and he jumped up to play the long horn, stunning Asiba. Below, Tai Kun and the beastmen cheered.

Little beastwoman Su Mei'er happened to be there. She didn’t care about her grandfather’s friend or the legend of awakening beastmen; she just loved music and playing. She was particularly interested in the tune Old Feng played.

Her eyes lit up, remembering she missed the chance to ask about the essence of the long horn tune when Wang Feng was drunk last time. This time, she seized the opportunity, sweetly calling him Brother Wang Feng, offering two rounds of drinks, praising him as unique, and trying to get the sheet music for ‘Doomsday Funeral.’

As a result, Tai Kun and Fantasi paired up, while Old Wang and Su Mei'er formed another pair, humorously evading her questions, making her giggle.

Discussing music theory was fine, and he could handle a bit of flirtation, but sharing the ‘Doomsday Funeral’ sheet music? Beauty, we’ve only met twice. Even if you’re Old Wu’s granddaughter, is it appropriate?

Who do you think I am, Old Wang?!

But given her closeness and sincerity, it’s just a tune. We can discuss it purely artistically!

By the time they left, it was late at night. Fantasi intended to return to his dormitory but was dragged by Old Wang to the Foundry dormitory.

Upon entering, Old Wang headed straight for his bed, making Asiba a bit nervous. Did Aifeng have a thing for this? No wonder he didn’t chase after all those beauties... Damn, but I’m not into that!

Luckily, Old Wang only pulled out a large box from under the bed. Inside were several bottles filled with potion mixers.

Old Wang handed the box key to Fantasi: "This is the fusion agent for the new Eagle Eye. One drop per bottle is enough. You understand the situation with the beastmen. Coordinate with the Institute of Potions; it shouldn’t be a problem. Just keep a low profile and don’t show off."

"Aifeng, where are you going? Are the Nine Gods still after you?" Fantasi was starting to sober up.

"Not really. Karida gave me a secret mission. It’s safe, just to lay low for a while. Don’t worry. Keep the formula safe; it’s inconvenient for me to carry it around." Wang Feng smiled, not planning to let Fantasi practice it, but with his intelligence, selling it at Jin Beibei’s auction would be safe enough to earn him a dowry.

"You make me feel uneasy. Keep the formula yourself."

"Keep what? I only have these two places, and you’ve already rummaged through them. Put it away properly!" Wang Feng glared.

"Alright, I'll take care of it for you. Rest assured, nothing will be missing."

Seeing Fantasi put the money away carefully, Old Wang chuckled, "Ah Xi, we're brothers in this life, what are you talking about? Your money is my money, have I ever felt pain when spending it? So, my money is also your money, spend it freely."