“I'm willing to follow Mr. Williams!” Nash spoke first.

Zeke smiled. “Welcome.”

“Mr. Williams, I wasn't the best follower last time, but now that I have chosen to follow you again, you wouldn't take it out on me, would you?” Nash asked tentatively.

Zeke answered, “Do you think you could leave the team unscathed if I were truly singling you out? Let bygones be bygones. Everyone who decides to follow me will be treated equally. All of you are now part of my Contubernium.”

“Good! I'll join you!” Nash raced toward Zeke.

“Me, too!”

“Count me in as well!”

Nico and Nevan chimed in and went to Zeke's side.

Three of them grabbed a piece of meat off the ground and tore off a huge chunk, feasting happily.

Their actions were all part of Zeke's plan.

If everything went smoothly, the rest would soon be swayed.

As expected, with the three of them taking the lead and succumbing to the temptation of meat, many more soon sided with Zeke.

They had been worried that Zeke would give them a hard time if they followed him, given they had attacked him in the past.

Nash and Zeke hadn't been on good terms, but Zeke did not put him on the spot, let alone the rest of them.

They had no more qualms and expressed so.

“I'll follow Mr. Williams.”

“We're willing to do anything you ask for without hesitation, Mr. Williams.”

“So do I. Please leave me some meat...”

“B*stard!” Megahead clenched his jaw.

He had underestimated Zeke and the power of persuasion his words held to coax so many members to join him.

He had to take measures or there would be no one left who hadn't yet surrendered.

Megahead glanced at Daley beside him. “Do me a favor, Daley.”

Daley immediately leaned in closer. “Do tell, Megahead.”

“Get in there, Daley, and pretend to pledge your loyalty to Zeke before approaching him and delivering a killing blow,” answered Megahead. “I want him dead!”

Daley nodded. “Understood.”

Then, Megahead gave him a dagger.

He tucked it close to his chest and slipped into the crowd toward Zeke's camp.

He pretended to sit on his haunches to pick up a piece of meat before slowly approaching Zeke.

The savory scent of the meat that wafted to him was tempting.

He tried to ignore the sight of the meat and focused on killing Zeke.

However, the aroma was irresistible, his mouth watering and his stomach rumbling for a taste. His attention splintered.

Hmm, just a taste. A bite wouldn't thwart my assassination task.

He picked up a piece of meat and took a bite.
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