"Fuck, I never said I wouldn't take you."
Overlord crossed his legs in satisfaction. "You've got guts, drive, and brains, and your temper suits me too. I like you."
"Huh?"
The sudden reversal caught Little White Tiger and Old Ninth completely off guard.
Duan Ka reminded them from the side, "Godfather was testing you just now."
"But... taking us in will bring you trouble."
"Didn't you say we were too bloodthirsty?" Old Ninth asked in confusion.
"Hahaha!"
"These two kids are interesting."
Old Ninth's words sent everyone into roars of laughter.
Overlord's rough laughter shook the hall.
"Which of my seven sons doesn't love making trouble? If I were afraid of trouble, I wouldn't be living outside the city."
Overlord stood and swept his hand imperiously. "So what if you're bloodthirsty? Kill one man and you're a criminal; kill ten thousand and you're a hero. Which of us doesn't have a hundred or so lives on his hands?"
"What I despise most are scheming little bastards. You've spent too long in the city, and I was afraid you'd picked up Li Youxian's bad habits, so I tested you." Overlord made no effort to hide his fondness for them, smiling with narrowed eyes. "Kid, remember this: in the Apocalypse, all schemes and tricks are futile. Only your own strength gives you a footing. Be open with your brothers, and be as ruthless as you can with your enemies."
"From now on, make all the trouble you like. Inside the city or out, you don't have to show anyone any deference. I'll back you up."
Overlord's speech set their blood pumping.
Both Zhang Yang and Mr. Li had primarily sought to use them.
Only Overlord openly showed his favoritism and protectiveness.
That was what the toughs outside the city were like: if