Chapter 77: Hero, Please Protect Me!

“Ah? Alright, I understand, I really do!”
Zhao Tianlong, still shaken, nodded hastily. He was used to being addressed as "big brother" or "boss," but now... for the sake of his own life, what choice did he have? Fate had landed him in the hands of this monster.
Wait, when exactly did I offend this man?
“B-big brother, I have another question.”
Zhao Tianlong, unable to make sense of how he had offended this master, asked in confusion:
“Big brother, I’ve never met you before, and I don’t think I’ve done anything to provoke you. May I ask who…”
A chuckle escaped Chen Yufeng’s lips, and he replied indifferently, “You didn’t offend me, and no one sent me. I just felt like bullying you, is that a problem?”
“Ah? Fine, fine, whatever you say, you’re the boss.”
Zhao Tianlong’s heart burned with indignation. He was always the one oppressing others without consequence, but now he was the one being bullied. There was nothing he could do—this man’s strength was terrifying.
Damn, he’s even more ruthless than me.
“Wait a moment, I have a few more questions for you.”
Chen Yufeng suddenly remembered something.
“Alright, alright, big brother, ask anything you wish. I, Zhao, will answer every question truthfully, nothing withheld.”
Zhao Tianlong was visibly anxious, still not out of danger.
Chen Yufeng realized he’d been too busy showing off earlier and hadn't asked about the true identity of the Silver Wolf. Was he some hidden master from a powerful family or cultivation sect?
His curiosity piqued, he asked, “Who is that man wearing the wolf mask? Explain it to me. If you dare utter a single lie, I’ll erase you from the face of the earth. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand, I understand. I’ll speak, I’ll speak…”
After taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Tianlong, looking thoroughly frightened, replied hurriedly:
“Big brother, all I know is that he’s called Silver Wolf. He’s a formidable figure, capable of appearing right in front of someone in an instant—bullets can’t touch him. That’s all I really know. If you hadn’t made him remove his mask just now, I wouldn’t have known he looked so ugly, like a monkey with a pointed nose.”
“Whenever he shows up, he’s always wearing that wolf mask. I’ve even asked some of the girls he played with, and none of them have seen his real face—during those times, their eyes were covered.”
“Oh? Are you sure you don’t know anything else?”
Chen Yufeng questioned coldly.
From the look of him, it didn’t seem like he was lying. Silver Wolf treated Zhao Tianlong like a dog, so he probably wouldn’t have shared much.
“Big brother, that’s really all I know, I swear!”
Zhao Tianlong felt a surge of panic, nearly on the verge of tears.

“So why does he control you?”
“Ah, big brother, you have no idea.”
Zhao Tianlong grew agitated, as if recalling some tremendous grievance, and quickly put on a pained expression:
“He’s a pervert, really. He controls me to bring him different girls every few days for his enjoyment, especially those who are untouched, young girls. If I have opponents I can’t handle, he helps me deal with them.”
“But as you’ve seen, I’m nothing but a dog in front of him. I’m forced—if I don’t do as he says, he could kill me at any time.”
When he finished, he looked at Chen Yufeng with fear, still begging for mercy, terrified that this monstrous man might suddenly kill him.
“Well, seeing how obedient you are, I almost feel bad for hitting you again. Get lost…”
Chen Yufeng was no saint—those sordid matters were none of his concern. He knew he wouldn’t get anything useful from Zhao Tianlong, so he didn’t bother wasting his breath.
His anger had been vented, he’d earned rewards and money, and now he could happily go home and sleep.
“Thank you, big brother, thank you so much…”
Zhao Tianlong was overjoyed, tears of gratitude streaming down his face. He felt as if he’d walked through the gates of hell and come back.
Damn, finally I managed to survive.

“B-big hero, please wait.”
At that moment, Zhang Zhendong, who had been silently observing from the sidelines, came forward and called out to Chen Yufeng, who was about to leave.
What had happened today had shaken him to the core, overturning his entire worldview.
Zhang Zhendong pondered many issues. Zhao Tianlong might look pitiful now, but only in front of such a ruthless figure; his foundations were untouched and he would still appear formidable to outsiders, an untouchable tycoon.
Who knew if the wounded and fleeing Silver Wolf would return to continue his evil partnership?
That meant he might target Shining Entertainment again.
Moreover, if the likes of Silver Wolf and Chen Yufeng—characters one only sees on television—actually existed, then perhaps there were more such dangerous figures lurking in real life, and potentially even worse ones.
Would he, too, fall victim to them someday?
Perhaps it was the shock of today, but Zhang Zhendong suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis: if someone could break into his home and kidnap him and his family, what might happen next time?
With that in mind, he realized he needed a powerful protector.
If nothing else, if this young master could shield him, would Zhao Tianlong dare touch a single hair on his head again?

Would his wife and child ever have to live in fear again?
From his observations, this young master possessed extraordinary means, but was clearly not a villain. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have shown mercy to Silver Wolf and Zhao Tianlong.
Letting them go demonstrated that he had such overwhelming power that they meant nothing to him—he had no fear of their revenge.
Moreover, he’d shown a polite smile to Zhang Zhendong’s family, proving he was a man of clear principle.
Wasn’t this exactly the kind of patron he needed?
Thus, Zhang Zhendong looked at Chen Yufeng with excitement and said, “Hero, I have a request—would you consider granting it?”
“Speak quickly.”
Chen Yufeng had no patience for further nonsense.
Zhang Zhendong was startled, then hastily put on a flattering smile:
“Ah, hero, you may not know, but today my wife and child and I were kidnapped by that damned Zhao Tianlong and nearly lost our lives. If you hadn’t appeared, who knows what would have happened… so, hero, you are our savior, and I am forever in your debt.”
“And?”
Chen Yufeng glanced at him, feeling he looked familiar—he seemed to appear often on television.
“It’s like this, hero.”
Zhang Zhendong immediately took out a business card and respectfully handed it to Chen Yufeng:
“I’d like to invite you to be our Shining Entertainment Group’s Chief Security Advisor. You wouldn’t need to do anything—just lend us your name. I’ll pay you monthly, as per your rate. What do you think?”
“Shining Entertainment Group?”
Chen Yufeng looked at the card, finally realizing why Zhang Zhendong seemed so familiar—he was the chairman of Shining Entertainment, a prominent figure in Ninghai, whose company had produced many popular stars and renowned directors.
The hit fantasy drama everyone was talking about was their latest work.
Previously, such a figure would have seemed unattainable to Chen Yufeng, but now he was nothing special.
Chen Yufeng shook his head, chuckling as he looked at Zhang Zhendong:
“What kind of nonsense is ‘Chief Security Advisor’? You just want to latch onto me because I’m a top master, so I’ll protect you and your company. If you want to be my follower, just say so.”