A large aircraft transporting emergency supplies took off from the United States Special Zone, heading towards the destination of Huaxia's capital city.
Onboard the aircraft, a group of fifteen familiar figures, all clad in black robes, were conversing while staring at the screens before them.
The photos of people on the screen were constantly changing. One photo, marked with a special symbol, was that of the now mentally incapacitated Young Master Lin.
The Necromancer leading the group spoke to the black-robed individuals:
"Our target this time is the young man in the photo, Lin Zhan, a participant in the Hunter War from the human race. This operation will be personally led by three Old Ancestors. We must eliminate the target.
This time, the Old Ancestor sent by us Necromancers to provide support is one who has just been promoted to Emperor rank, along with two other King-level Old Ancestors. We are absolutely certain of success."
This group of black-robed individuals were Necromancers, Hell Knights, and Blood Clansmen, assassins sent by these three races to assassinate Lin Zhan. Seated at the very front were the three kings from the supporting races, though the king sent by the Necromancers had already advanced to the Emperor rank.
This advancement was precisely what gave the assassins from these three groups such immense confidence.
On the other side, at the mountaintop villa of Huaxia High Martial.
A group of Huaxia Old Ancestors were looking dejectedly at Lin Zhan, who was surrounded in the center.
Meanwhile, the members of the Huaxia team were also looking at the situation with bewilderment.
Ever since receiving news of Lin Zhan's predicament, even Zhang Haoran, who was still bedridden, had demanded that the caretakers push him in his wheelchair.
Seated nearby were his three junior brothers, each leaning on a crutch, along with Wang Er Zhuang and Meng Gang, who wore sunglasses and held a white cane.
Yu Longyan and several other Human Emperors glanced at Lin Zhan, who was drooling and appearing dazed in Zhang Lingxiu's arms. Then, they shifted their gaze to the junior brothers on wheelchairs, leaning on crutches, and the seemingly blind youths.
An overwhelming sense of disbelief surged through them, as the scene before them was simply too…
Meng Gang also said, "Damn it, back then it was me and Er Zhuang who rebelled against Old Ying's operation and joined Boss Lin. We're still with him now, no questions asked."
Zhang Haoqing, Zhang Haoxuan, and Zhang Haozhe stood up, leaning on their crutches, and said to Zhang Haoming:
"Junior disciple, rest assured, no matter what you intend to do, your senior brothers will be your vanguards, clearing the path for you. Don't let our current lameness fool you; we can still carve a path through obstacles for you."
Zhang Haoran also stammered, "Uh, uh, uh… That's right, I, I… I also… also."
Ying Xuan shot Zhang Haoran an exasperated look and said, "Just shut up. Don't speak. If you finish speaking, everyone might think the three of us are going to betray them, and they'll just do away with us."
He then addressed the crowd, "Since there are no objections, let's proceed as Old Lin instructed: Hao Ming will take over as the Chief. I, Old Jiang, and Big Chatterbox Zhang will assist him."