Chapter 570 - 569: The Silver Little Hand
Wen Wen advised with patience and sincerity, "You probably already know, once you’re locked in here, there’s no possibility of getting out. Whether you’re willing or not, you’ll end up working for me, so why not be reasonable and spare yourself some suffering?"
Red Beard snorted coldly and said, "I’m not one of those weaklings living next door. Even if you kill me, I will not work for you."
Wen Wen was quite dismissive; every monster started off just as defiant, but in the end, they all succumbed.
Had it not been for Red Beard’s talents, Wen Wen would have tortured him long ago. There’s nothing that Detective Wen couldn’t do, and if pushed too far, Wen Wen was capable of switching his meals to excrement.
"Name your terms then. If I can accept them, I will satisfy you. If I cannot, you will taste what pain is," Wen Wen proposed.
After pondering for a while, Red Beard said, "I want my blacksmith tools, I need ample time for forging every day, and you must provide me with the materials I need..."
"What?"
Wen Wen’s eyes widened as he looked at Red Beard. Was this guy’s brain damaged by his own Sword Qi? Were these supposed to be terms?
"If you can’t satisfy these, then just kill me," Red Beard closed his eyes and lay down on the ground like a corpse.
From his conversations with the nearby monsters, Red Beard knew that Wen Wen issued work assignments to the monsters every day and sometimes sent them out to fight; other than that, they all idled away in their cells.