After being favored by the vampire school beauty, I was numb

"We mean to let him take charge of the Lin Group in Binhai in the future, but he can never return to the clan. If possible, the clan will let him live.

And he must drink the Sal Magic Potion."

Lin Shaohua's eyes condensed. He naturally knew what the Sal Magic Potion was. It was a highly toxic potion. Once drunk, he needed to take an antidote every three months, otherwise he would die.

This potion is often used by the Lin blood clan to control some powerful humans, such as wealthy businessmen or officials.

When the Lin blood clan conducts some black transactions, the Sal Magic Potion always has a surprising effect. With this potion, the family can easily control a large number of humans for their use.

Without the antidote, it means death. Then, in order to survive, the humans who drink the potion have to work hard for the Lin blood clan.

Unexpectedly, this trick was used on Ye Hui according to local conditions.

Ye Hui has a talent for business, which is recognized by all the elders. In the human world, money is a very useful pass. They need Ye Hui to continue to work for them and grab more wealth.

In other words, it is not because they are soft-hearted that they make an exception, but because Ye Hui still has value.

As for why Ye Hui is not allowed to return to the tribe, they are still afraid that he wants to fight to the death and threaten the safety of the tribe. As long as he is far away from Binhai, there is no need to worry about safety issues.

You are really calculating. Lin Shaohua's eyes changed several times, and his anger was about to burst out.

After taking a deep breath, Lin Shaohua felt extremely powerless again.

He understood that this was the last concession of the Elders' Council. If he did not agree, then Ye Hui would definitely be executed, and there would be no other possibility.

"Lin Shaohua, think about it carefully. If you can accept it, then do as we say. After Ye Hui drinks the Sal potion, you will immediately take him to Binhai.

Also, you must remember to remind him not to think of any tricks. If the Lin Group's profits decrease, once it is found that he did it intentionally, then the subsequent antidote... he will only have one way to go, death."

Lin Mocheng's voice without any emotion sounded, echoing in the conference hall and dissipating.

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When Lin Shaohua left the conference hall, it was two o'clock in the morning. He felt dizzy.

And in his right hand, there was a bottle of potion overflowing with green color - that was the Sal potion.

"I have to be the executioner, haha."

He agreed to the request of the elders and saved Ye Hui's life. This was a helpless move. He had no other choice.

Lin Shaohua was going to the dungeon now, handing the Sal potion in his hand to Ye Hui and letting him drink it.

In the endless years to come, as long as Ye Hui is still alive, the family will absorb the value he creates like a leech.

Lin Shaohua has no blood slaves. He does not feel that blood slaves are an item that can be discarded at will. He thinks that blood slaves are more like a partner, not a simple master-slave relationship.

There are very few people in the entire Lin blood clan who think like him. Lin Shaohua thinks that it may be related to the fact that he has inadvertently read some books about Marxism-Leninism. The seeds of equality have been planted in his heart, and the master-slave relationship is the dregs of the times.

Shaking his head secretly, Lin Shaohua feels like a whore who wants to build a memorial archway.

As a blood clan, there is no equality with humans. The blood he drinks every day is extracted from humans, and the wealth and benefits he grabs are also stained with blood and cannot be seen in the light.

It is true. There is no fairness in the world. Those who protest against such situations of oppression are often victims.

If they were given a higher status one day, they could also use their power to suppress others, then they would immediately stop protesting and begin to consciously maintain their status.

People are dirty in their bones and are essentially selfish.

Lin Shaohua is also selfish. He admits that Ye Hui has been diligent in his family and has taken care of his daughter for so many years, so he wants to protect Ye Hui and let him stay alive.

The family has killed more than ten blood slaves over the years, but Lin Shaohua has never interfered. The key is that he does not care about it and hangs his head.

He is not a saint. He can only support some justice that he thinks is reasonable within his ability.

"It's a pity, Xiaoye, I can only do this."

Lin Shaohua's father died in battle more than a hundred years ago, and his grandfather is still alive and is a member of the elders in the Elders' Council. Perhaps this is why the Elders' Council finally made an exception.

The most powerful person in his lineage is his great-grandfather, the ninth generation of the blood clan, who has reached the realm of Viscount. However, his great-grandfather is over 2,900 years old and is about to die.

If he can break through to the realm of EarlIf so, his life span could be increased by another thousand years, but that was obviously impossible. His great-grandfather's strength had only reached the level of the sixth-rank viscount. It was no less than a foolish dream to want to break through three small realms and one big realm in the last hundred years of his life and reach the level of earl.

When his great-grandfather died, a big tree collapsed. His lineage would be under the tree, and their situation would be much worse...

With a lot of thoughts, Lin Shaohua felt that he had a heavy burden on his shoulders. It was not an easy thing to survive in such a large family with conflicting interests.

The dungeon was in the southeast corner of the clan's land. There was often a foul smell near the dungeon. The clan members were quite disgusted with this place and basically would not come here.

This was the second time Lin Shaohua came here. In the past four hundred years, the only time he came here was when he was transferred here to serve as a guard to prevent the prisoners in the dungeon from escaping and making trouble.

When the unpleasant smell came to his face, Lin Shaohua knew that he was not far from the dungeon, and his steps slowed down.

He was thinking about how to tell Ye Hui about this.

Oh, who knows if he will be so depressed that he will commit suicide?

At this point in life, he has been exploited all the time, and it seems that there is no point in living.

Lin Shaohua suddenly thought of something.

Ye Hui seems to have never been in love, so why not introduce him to some female blood slaves, or humans.

With a partner, life will have hope, and he will think about continuing to live.

Although the Sal magic potion will also imprison Ye Hui to a certain extent, it is much easier than the blood master's wholehearted suppression of the blood slaves. He only needs to follow the family's wishes, run the Lin Group well, and drink the antidote once every three months.

Thinking of this, Lin Shaohua's face looked a little better.

With the permission of the guard, he walked into a dark corridor, walked down the stairs little by little, and came to the dungeon.

The cell where Ye Hui was located was in the corner. It was called a cell, but it was actually a shabby hut with some tattered straw mats and a steel fence.

When Lin Shaohua saw the figure leaning against the wall with a dejected look on his face, he quickened his pace.