Final Lord

Chapter 151 Mel
It was the right decision not to rush to the shackles to rescue the people. Hank would never let go of those poor people whose minds were burned by nightmares.

After their fear is fully drained, they are quickly disposed of, even their useful organs being removed.

If he had gone to Shackle Collar at that time and made great sacrifices to defeat Hank by chance, all he would have saved would have been a corpse.

"And this, the person you want, Lord." Ruth blew a whistle, and two crow men carried the unconscious little girl in front of Wang Bufu.

The girl wore a light gray school uniform, her bow tie wedged askew against her collarbone. The gold-embroidered school emblem had become fuzzy from the coarse nylon rope. The binding techniques were clearly those of a professional—the ropes were tied behind her waist in a standard fisherman's knot, each mark carefully avoiding arteries, but deliberately wrapped twice around her elbows, leaving her unconscious, folded like a report.

Her facial bones held the coldness of a plaster statue. There was an unnatural bulge where her brow peaks met, a calcification from prolonged frowning. Nylon cord crisscrossed her mandible, sharpening the already sharp jawline even further, as if someone had redrawn the contours of her face with a paper cutter.

Coma had left her sharpness in a state of specimen-like stillness. The two lines at the corners of her lips hadn't fully formed, but already they had the curves of a scabbard. A coin-sized bruise lay beneath her left cheekbone, smudged against her cold, pale skin to the color of overnight Pu'er tea, adding a touch of fragility to this otherwise aggressive face.

Mel John

Looking at the name displayed by the system, Wang Bufu nodded.

Very good, we didn't catch the wrong person. Before he died, Thomson said that Maile's appearance would not be inferior to Weiyi's. Wang Bufu originally thought that Thomson was exaggerating, but now it seems that he really didn't lie.

I really don’t know how he could give birth to such a fair and beautiful daughter with that rough and fierce face of his.

"Let her wake up." Wang Bufu pointed at Mailer and said.

"Yes." Ruth walked to Mail and poured a pot of water on Mail's face, making Mail shiver in his sleep.

"What are you doing? Be gentle." Wang Bufu was speechless, but he didn't want to blame Ruth too much because he didn't explain it clearly.

"I'm sorry, my lord." Ruth lowered his head in fear.

"It's okay. I'll give more detailed orders next time." Wang Bufu asked Ruth to step aside and said leisurely, "Now that you're awake, don't pretend."

The girl didn't respond.

Wang Buyu tapped the table with his pen, sighed, and said, "You're clever at pretending to be asleep and observing your surroundings, but this trick won't work on me. It will only wear out my patience."

Mail opened her eyes immediately, she struggled to sit up from the ground, and looked at Wang Bufu in fear.

"Who are you? Why did you capture me?"

"My men should have told you who I am. It's only because you didn't believe them that they resorted to such means to bring you before me."

Wang Bufu shook his head and said, "Mel John. Your father is dead. He entrusted me to take care of you, so I asked my men to take you from the shackles."

Maier's body trembled. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't answer.

"You can ask any questions you want, I'll allow you to." Wang Bufu said.

"How did my father die?" Mail's voice was very weak.

Wang Bufu raised his eyebrows and said, "He took on a big business that he was not sure he could win, and was killed by bandits on the way to do the business."

"What about his body?"

"I helped bury him. If you want to go see him I can have someone take you there."

"Then who are you? Why would my father entrust me to you? My father should have some good brothers who do business with him. I have met them all, and you are not among them."

"That big business was a partnership between him and all his good brothers. They are all dead, not a single one left. As for me, I am a border lord who was not close to your father. I just happened to know your father. Before his death, your father made a condition in exchange for my protection for you. It's that simple."

"What conditions?" Mel asked anxiously.

"You're not qualified to know." Wang Bufu shook his head. "Next question."

Maier bit his lip and asked, "The condition is my body? If I accept your protection, do I have to sleep with you?"

"Heh." Wang Bufu finally raised his head and looked Mailer straight in the eye. He looked her up and down for a moment, then shook his head and sneered, "You think too highly of yourself. There are many who would love to sleep with me, but you're not qualified. Your father says you're a business genius who could get into business school. If you accept my protection, I'll let you pursue the same career as your father—become a businessman."

Meier seemed a little surprised by this answer.

She stared at Wang Bufu carefully for a long time, as if trying to use her eyes to see whether Wang Bufu was lying.

But she did not see any covetousness in Wang Buzhi's eyes, only a hint of contempt and disdain.

Maier took a deep breath and asked, "If I refuse your protection, will you kill me?"

“Don’t worry, I won’t.” Wang Bufu said softly, “The deal between your father and I was completed the moment you saw me.

I have already given you the opportunity to be protected by me. If you voluntarily give up this opportunity, I will send someone to send you back to Shackle County. But you will not have the chance to regret it. "

Mail fell silent again, his tightly bound body twisting restlessly.

She thought carefully for a moment and asked, "Can I ask who the robber was who killed my father?"

"Why, you want revenge?" Wang Bufu shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, he's already dead."

"How do you know? Did you kill him?"

"No, but it has something to do with me. Well, the time for questions is over, little girl, make your choice."

"I..." Maile struggled for a while, and finally chose to obey: "I don't want to go back to the Shackles. I am willing to follow you."

Mel John

Level: Ordinary Level 2

Occupation: Traveling Merchant

Wang Bufu breathed a sigh of relief as Maile's information panel popped up. Even though he hadn't treated her well, the girl's favorability had actually increased.

"A wise choice." Wang Bufu nodded and said to Lute, "Blindfold her and take her to New Gru. Let her choose a bungalow to live in first."

"Yes!"

Wang Bufu looked at Maier and said, “You are the only thing your father cared about when he was alive. I can see that he loves you very much, but he may not be able to express it well.

I promised him I would take good care of you, so I won't force you to start working right away. You can take a break and calm down first.

When you decide to start working, come find me yourself. I hope your business talent is as great as John said, and you won’t let me down.”

(End of this chapter)