The professionists and mutant beasts around instinctively cleared a path for Wen Yu, looking at him with expressions that suggested he was their savior.
Of course, Wen Yu was no longer the cannon fodder he had been in his past life. In this life, having experienced countless major events, he felt nothing particular about their current regard.
It didn't matter whether they saw him as a benefactor or an enemy, whether they felt gratitude or hatred. The attitudes of others were unimportant to Wen Yu. He lived, killed, and fought—not for others, but for himself.
Walking straight to the entrance of the Red Stone Hotel, Wen Yu whispered to Claus, "Let them rest. For now, all areas near the Red Stone Hotel that still have visibility are safe zones I've designated. They don't need to worry about the Demon Fiends outside for the time being..."
