For the next few days, Lin Zhan participated in nothing, spending his days accompanying Zhang Lingxiu on shopping trips and watching movies, just like any other couple in love.
That night, at the Lin family manor, under Lin Zhan's barrage of sweet words, he and Zhang Lingxiu ended up staying together again.
As a super formidable figure, Lin Zhan, tempted by the night, was about to evolve once more, transforming into the legendary werewolf: "Awooo."
Just as Lin Zhan was on the verge of completing his evolution and succumbing to his primal instincts, the righteous Dragon-Binding Rope once again emerged from its spatial confinement.
Through the Rope's relentless efforts, the world finally quieted down. The evil werewolf, having failed to evolve, was on the brink of madness from sorrow, vowing to destroy the world.
Fortunately, thanks to the kind-hearted Zhang Lingxiu, drawing upon her previous experience, she tirelessly educated the wicked werewolf verbally. This managed to awaken the werewolf's conscience, quell his rage, and successfully save the world.
The next morning dawned, ushering in China's most important festival.
Spring Festival: Auspicious for all endeavors, Forbidden for transforming into a werewolf.
Lin Zhan and Zhang Lingxiu also rose early. The elders had all withdrawn from the Ten Thousand Races battlefield.
Lin Shan, Lin Hai, and Ouyang Chengshan, along with other elders, discussed and decided that the families would gather to celebrate a joyous Spring Festival. After all, on the first day of the Lunar New Year tomorrow morning, all the men from these families would depart once more for the Ten Thousand Races battlefield, embarking on an endless campaign.
Lin Zhan, pulling Zhang Lingxiu along, walked out of their room and casually sat beside the elders, asking, "Uncle Zhen, Dad, weren't you guys supposed to start on the third day? What's the rush now?"
Looking at the irreverent Lin Zhan, Lin Shanhe retorted with annoyance, "Don't we need to go and prepare in advance? Do you think going to war is child's play?"
Seeing his father's excited demeanor about heading back to the battlefield, Lin Zhan pouted, "Dad, stop trying to flatter yourself. Preparing? My maternal grandfather and father-in-law already finished their preparations. You're just going to make up the numbers, as if no one knows."
"Also, you're already so old, stop making your son worry. Play and joke all you want, but don't joke with your life. Can't you learn from my father-in-law and be less of a concern for others?"
Upon hearing Lin Zhan's words, Lin Shanhe was so angered he rolled his eyes. He was about to stand up and discipline his unfilial son.
Just then, he heard his third uncle, Lin Shan, say, "I feel like Zhan'er is right. Although Shanhe is an old man, he's less of a worry to us than Zhan'er. Look at this brat, does he seem worried at all? It's as if he's going on a vacation, not to a hunt."
After Lin Shan spoke, everyone else realized that Lin Zhan didn't seem to be worried at all.
Lin Zhan's three cousins and two brothers-in-law also asked curiously, "Little brother, you aren't worried at all? You should at least show some concern, even if it's just for show. Otherwise, how will the old men in our families save face?"
Lin Zhan stood up, his gaze filled with pride, and declared, "The youngsters of the Ten Thousand Races, in my humble opinion, are nothing but fodder for the taking."
Finally, Zhang Zhen couldn't bear to watch his son-in-law's ostentatious behavior any longer and kicked him out.
Zhang Lingxiu, seeing Lin Zhan being kicked away, felt a pang of distress. She then looked at her father coldly and said, "Old man, why did you kick him away? Go and help him back."
Ultimately, the Thunder Lord, who terrified the Ten Thousand Races, went to find his son-in-law under the threat of his "little cotton jacket" (Zhang Lingxiu) whose leaks were showing.
An Rongrong, Ouyang Xinlan, and other women from the household heard the commotion and came out. Noticing the reduced number of people, they curiously asked, "Where did Zhang Zhen and Zhan'er go?"
Meanwhile, Zhang Zhen, who had found Lin Zhan, said with concern, "Zhan'er, you must be extremely careful on this mission. Uncle Er just said that you are the only one participating in the hunt from our entire Human race and its allies. Your situation is too disadvantageous."
Lin Zhan also saw the wink Zhang Zhen had given him earlier and knew his father-in-law had something to say to him. "Don't worry, Father-in-law. Having allies would just tie my hands. The hunting ground is vast, and I can move freely alone. Moreover, Xiao Jin, Xiao Hei, and Xiao Bao are all stronger than me. We won't be at a disadvantage."
"By the way, Dad, you guys need to be careful this time. Although the Ten Thousand Races won't have any experts above the Quasi-King level, your war zone will become a meat grinder. If millions don't die, they won't be satisfied."
Zhang Zhen nodded and said, "I know. That's why I've called your father too. This time, we lack not experts, but commanding generals who are good at strategy. Do you really think your father is the only five-star general in the Human race for nothing?"
"I know Old Man has skills, but you're also aware of the madness in our Lin family's blood. Please keep an eye on him for me," Lin Zhan continued.
"Also, Dad, one more thing: if you ever fall into a desperate situation, use all your self-harming ultimate moves. Don't hold back. As long as you're not completely dead on the spot, I'll find a way to restore you. Even my father's previous injuries are no longer an issue."
Zhang Zhen said without surprise, "I knew it. You definitely have a backup plan. But you have to come back in one piece too. I'm still waiting for you and Lingxiu to get married and for me to have grandchildren."
"Consider it done, Father-in-law, you just watch," Lin Zhan said with a lewd and improper expression.
After the two returned home, Zhang Lingxiu looked at Lin Zhan and Zhang Zhen and asked with a smile, "Finished talking? Aren't you going to tell me anything? You're afraid I'll find out, right? Did Zhen Nai, that little fox, come looking for you?"
The father and son-in-law were startled, then wore wry smiles. There was no helping it; this "little cotton jacket" was too smart. Zhang Zhen winked at Lin Zhan, implying, "Handle it yourself, don't drag me into this."
Lin Zhan put on a subservient demeanor and said to Zhang Lingxiu, "Who is Zhen Nai? What are you talking about? Wife, you can't believe rumors."
Zhang Lingxiu chuckled and took out a tablet computer. The video playing on it showed Zhen Nai crying profusely, looking at Lin Zhan with deep affection, as if something unspeakable and strange had just happened between them.
Lin Zhan looked at the scene in the video and roared, "Which son of a bitch is reporting on me!"
Little Tuanti Lin Ya'er, seeing her big brother's awkward situation, took out her communicator and sent a message: "Xiao Ming, you did a good job this time. Keep up the good work in the future. The task of monitoring my big brother is yours."
The message received an instant reply: "Mmm, Ya'er, don't worry. I'll do as you say. I'll be going to the capital in a few days. I'll give you all the crystal cores from this business deal then."