"You don't have to shout. I'm not deaf. I can hear you."
Luo Yan said calmly, looking straight at Zhuo Hu.
Zhuo Hu felt a stab of unease.
The man before him was far too calm.
Even after he had seized the initiative and shouted thunderously, he had not made Luo Yan's eyes waver in the slightest.
Then he thought of Red Ghost crossing the Golden River alone.
An ominous feeling faintly rose in Zhuo Hu's heart.
But on the surface, he revealed nothing of what he was thinking.
He chuckled.
He picked up a piece of fish without the slightest courtesy, put it into his mouth, and began chewing loudly.
"Go on, then. How do you want to negotiate?"
Zhuo Hu spoke with an indifferent air.
As if he did not care that Luo Yan had come.
Luo Yan looked at him and said in a normal voice, his tone calm, "It's simple."
"You'll work for me. Starting tonight, Water Tiger Camp will become Team 6's property. In return, you can live."
"Your lives won't change in any way."
"It's just that from now on, you, Zhuo Hu, will receive only thirty percent of Water Tiger Camp's profits. The remaining seventy percent will belong to Team 6, and I'll redistribute the profits to the other people in the camp."
Zhuo Hu took another sip of fish soup, wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth, and spat out a fishbone.
"If we refuse, we die, right?"
Luo Yan nodded lightly. "That's right."
"If you refuse..."
"You'll die. Then I'll find someone else to take over the camp. It'll take a little time, but it shouldn't be long before it can operate normally."
Zhuo Hu poured himself another cup of wine and raised it. "There's no third option?"
Luo