William was so fired up by Lin Zhan's words that he directly told Lin Zhan:
"Brother, let me tell you, if you ever need money, just deal with that idiot Charles. The British Royal family isn't short on cash. No matter what price you name, my father won't give up on this son. This kid alone gets 20 million in pocket money every year, so just go ahead and kidnap him."
Lin Zhan was stunned: "Holy cow, this kid's got guts. The highest-level kidnapping is an inside job, making it easy to get money and preventing others from finding him."
"Deal, brother. Tomorrow, I'll have my brother-in-law handle him. We'll work from the inside and outside, and split it seventy-thirty."
William stood up unsteadily and said, "I don't want any of it, it's all for you, brother, to use for fighting."
Lin Zhan shook his head, "Listen to your brother. You still need to train your men, and you need resources."
William thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll listen to you, brother. Uh, I'm heading back now. I've had a bit too much. This isn't fruit wine you have here; the alcohol content is like a loose cannon."
Watching William stumble out, Lin Zhan shook his head and muttered softly:
"This kid is too much..."
"What are you guys arguing about? It's been so long, it's time to leave the hospital and get to work."
Meng Gang, Zhang Haoqing, Zhang Haoxuan, and Zhang Haozhe were playing mahjong around a round table. Zhang Haoran, however, was looking up at the sky, a look of confusion on his face, as if lost in thought.
Lin Zhan looked at Zhang Haoran's appearance and curiously asked Zhang Haoqing:
"Haoqing, what's wrong with your senior brother? Why is he so quiet?"
Zhang Haoqing shook his head, sighed, and tossed a talisman to Zhang Haoran, saying, "Come, senior brother, chant the incantation."
Zhang Haoran looked at the incoming thunder talisman, formed a hand seal, and chanted:
"Ah ju, ah ju... Yuqing... ah ju Shi Qing, ah ju Zhen... Fu gao meng, tui qian... ju er qi, ah ju... Hun yi cheng jiu... Zhen. Wu Lei Wu Lei... Wu Lei, Wu Lei..."
Zhang Haoqing watched his senior brother get stuck at Wu Lei and then recited, "Wu Lei Wu Lei, ji hui Huang Ning, yin yun bian hua, hou dian xun ting, wen hu ji zhi, ji ji ru lü ling."
A small bolt of lightning shot towards Zhang Haoran.
Zhang Haoran waved his hand, and a glowing Bagua appeared in his hand, directly absorbing the lightning.
Then, the Bagua turned towards Lin Zhan, and Zhang Haoran softly uttered, "Lei."
A bolt of lightning more than ten times larger than before shot towards Lin Zhan.
Lin Zhan chuckled, and a phantom image of a domineering saber slashed through the air, directly shattering the lightning. Both disappeared simultaneously.
"Holy crap, Old Zhang has gone from semi-automatic to fully automatic!" Lin Zhan said to Zhang Haoran with a look of curiosity.
Zhang Haoran pondered for a moment and said:
"Ah ju, that ah ju can't, ah ju... chant the incantation, can only ah ju... inherit."
Lin Zhan looked at Zhang Haoqing, bewildered, and said, "What is your senior brother saying? Translate it for me."
Zhang Haoqing pushed away the mahjong tiles and said with a helpless expression:
"Senior brother said that ever since he got injured this time, his speech has become stilted, and he can't get his words out properly. He can't chant the incantations of the Celestial Master's Mansion's inherited techniques. Now he uses what he obtained from the inherited stars in the Royal Dragon Secret Realm."
"It's like those birdmen's Great Prophecy technique, where words become spells. The lightning that hit you just now was like that. It's just that without the various inherited techniques, it feels a bit simplistic, and his overall abilities have decreased. However, the power of individual spells has almost doubled, making his overall combat strength significantly stronger."
Zhang Haoran nodded upon hearing his junior brother's translation and said, "Then... ah ju, dao, bu, lei."
Zhang Haoqing listened and continued:
"The inherited spells are rather simplistic. Now, senior brother's most proficient Taoist arts are divination and fortune-telling, predicting fortune and misfortune, and his lightning techniques are perfected, infinitely variable, and greatly enhanced in power. Although he's much stronger than before, it's not difficult to deal with that idiot Ying Xuan now. However, what senior brother cares about most is becoming like this. He'll definitely be single for the rest of his life, and no girls will be with him."
Then, Zhang Haoqing let out a sigh, "Holy crap, I almost suffocated. Senior brother, next time, try to say less."
Lin Zhan looked at Zhang Haoran and Zhang Haoqing, completely bewildered:
"Are you two doing a comedy skit? One's the straight man, the other's the comedian? Old Zhang only said a few words, and you translated all of this for me. Are you assuming I haven't recovered my senses yet?"
"And Hao Ran, look at what you're worried about. No girls with you? Isn't that a pointless worry? It's like you have girls flocking to you when you're free."
"Don't overthink it. Your life is destined to be that of a single dog. Talking to you doesn't change that. And anyway, with your current state, why are you still trying to compete with Ying Xuan? What's going on, are you two lovers fighting?"
"Ah ju, ah ju........" Zhang Haoran, upon hearing Lin Zhan's words, puffed up with anger and wanted to argue.
Lin Zhan shook his head and said irritably to Zhang Haoran:
"What 'ah ju' are you still doing? You can't even get your words out properly, and you want to argue with me? Hurry up and get discharged. Don't you know you're spending my Lin family's money every day? You're useless at everything, but number one at spouting nonsense. Hurry up..."
Before Lin Zhan could finish, Zhang Haoran, so enraged that he spat out a mouthful of blood, roared:
"Lin Lao Hei, you scumbag, if I hadn't risked my life for you, would I have ended up like this? And when did my junior brother's money become yours, the Lin family's? If you can't explain this clearly today, I'll kill you... Holy crap, I can talk now."
As Zhang Haoran cursed, he realized he could speak normally and looked at Lin Zhan with a bewildered expression.
Lin Zhan gave Zhang Haoran a disdainful look, "You're just asking for a beating like this. A little stimulation is all you needed."