"I know."
Zhang Beixing nodded. He had considered this point well before the killing. And after the killing, he had also treated the long spear with hydrogen peroxide. Even without that recent phone call, he wouldn't have had to worry about any problems arising. This was also why he could remain calm and composed throughout the entire process. He had every reason to be confident.
Zhang Beixing sipped his tea leisurely.
It was at this mont that the ringtone of the cell phone on the table sounded: "Daddy, your son is calling you, daddy..."
Hearing this, Zhang Beixing reflexively looked over and discovered it was an unfamiliar local number from Ancient Ro.
Zhang Beixing had initially intended to hang up directly. But then he recalled what had just happened. He had a hunch this call might be key to that Black Ghost officer's departure, so he answered it.
He was t with perfectly enunciated Great Xia dialect: "Good evening, Mr. Zhang. I wonder if you are having a pleasant night?"
The speaker was a man with a deep, magnetic voice, tinged with a Fog City accent. It was the kind of voice that made one instinctively picture an old English gentleman.
Hearing his words, Zhang Beixing leaned back, crossed his legs, and said, "There were a few bumps, but overall, it's been quite good. How about you all?"
"Heh, we're doing well too, thanks for asking," the man replied.
After that, they both fell silent. A few monts later, Zhang Beixing finally spoke, "Was that incident just now your doing?"
He was obviously referring to the Black Ghost officer. To this, the man didn't deny it. "Yes, Mr. Zhang. After learning about the incident at the Brotherhood bar, we thought it might cause you so trouble, so we took the liberty of intervening. I hope you don't mind."
"No need to mind at all; your intentions were good. I, Zhang Beixing, am not an unreasonable person. Thank you for today. But tell , why did you help ? If I recall correctly, we've had no prior dealings, have we?" After the brief pleasantries, Zhang Beixing cut to the chase.
The old saying goes: 'When soone is excessively kind for no reason, they're either a villain or a thief.' In this unfamiliar place, for them to suddenly offer help... There had to be so ulterior motive.
Hearing Zhang Beixing's words, the person on the phone chuckled. "Mr. Zhang, you are absolutely correct. Before today, we indeed had no dealings. But after today, don't we now?"
"All relationships are built gradually; mutual help is the foundation. Don't you agree?"
At this, Zhang Beixing drumd his fingers, nodded, and said, "That's true. So, what do you want?"
The man replied, "You!"
"Hmm?" Zhang Beixing raised an eyebrow, a soft sound of inquiry escaping him.
Then he heard the man continue, "Mr. Zhang, you just need to continue what you are doing now. We need soone who can disrupt the current power structure in Ancient Ro."
So that's it, Zhang Beixing thought, understanding dawning on him. Disrupt the current power structure in Ancient Ro, huh? Sounds rather interesting. And it was indeed the case. As long as he, Zhang Beixing, stuck to his original plan and destroyed D&E's laboratory here in Ancient Ro... then according to the Brotherhood's information, Ancient Ro was indeed due for a major upheaval. But...
"What benefit do I get from doing this?" Zhang Beixing asked. "You should know, the sole reason I ca to Ancient Ro and did what I did tonight was to rescue the three Great Xia Martial Artists kidnapped by D&E."
"I just need to rescue them. There's no need for to change the power structure of Ancient Ro. That holds no aning for ."
While that was true, Zhang Beixing still intended to secure any benefits he could. He couldn't just accept their help in getting rid of that Black Ghost officer for nothing. What a joke that would be. Even if they hadn't intervened, he, Zhang Beixing, would have been perfectly fine. It just would have been a little more troubleso, that's all. To Zhang Beixing, their actions were rely icing on the cake, far from the crucial aid of 'sending charcoal in snowy weather.'
Hearing Zhang Beixing's words, the man on the other end naturally understood his aning. He said, "If you, Mr. Zhang, are willing to help us change the power structure of Ancient Ro, then from now on, you will be our most esteed guest in Ancient Ro—bar none!
"As long as you are within Ancient Ro's borders, we will strive to fulfill your every request!
"Even outside Ancient Ro, in other places, if you ntion our family's na, I trust many local Mafias would be willing to assist you."
Hearing this, Zhang Beixing raised his eyebrows in surprise. "That powerful? For real?"
The man replied, "I wouldn't dare deceive you."
"So, what is the na of your family?"
"Golden Wind!"
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