Longing

Strictly speaking, Black Soul Envoys were a type of businessperson. Each had a different personality, and they generally enjoyed a great deal of freedom. Therefore, if a Black Soul Envoy encountered this sort of situation, their methods of handling it would likely differ as well.

But if it was a Maid Miss from the club, there was only one way to handle it.

As a club Maid, serving her master and protecting his safety and dignity were actions she had to obey, almost like instincts... Even if You Ye could guess that, given Erix's understanding of the club, allowing one of his subordinates to provoke the club was an extremely abnormal act.

Could Erix really have such poor control over his subordinates? Could this man, who had devoured countless nightmares and understood the evil in people's hearts, truly fail to anticipate his subordinate's thoughts?

Probably not.

Was there some other plan in his heart? Was another purpose hidden behind it?

What did it matter?

A hundred years ago, some people who had overestimated themselves thought that by mobilizing every force they could, they would be able to destroy the club. In reality, they had merely been cultivated by the previous shopkeeper... cultivated solely so they could be harvested more effectively. A large number of Black Soul Envoys had died in battle, seemingly causing tremendous losses, but to the club, those dead Black Soul Envoys had only been cannon fodder... merely an alternative way for the previous shopkeeper to reclaim the "achievements" held by a large number of Black Soul Envoys.

Perhaps the current master would not use the same methods. Perhaps the current master would not walk the previous master's path... There were countless possibilities.

But what did it matter?

You Ye knew only one thing... Her master had been