Kong Xiangming had been waiting in the teaching building for Lin Zhan and the youths from the China Battle Team for a long time. By his side was an elder with a head of white hair.
The elder, surprisingly, shared the same name as Lin Zhan, but his surname was Hao, and his given name was Zhan. He was a veteran who had enlisted since the invasion of ten thousand races. He had risen from a common soldier to the Chief of Staff of the First Group Army and was also an old partner of Lin Zhan's grandfather, Lin Tian. At the same time, the elder was one of the ten quasi-kings guarding Gaowu. He had been invited out by Lin Wufa to serve as the military strategy instructor for Lin Zhan and the rest of the "brutes."
Kong Xiangming said to Hao Zhan, "Teacher Hao, these brats are all unruly. You need to show them some real skill to keep them in line. Don't worry, my second grandfather, Wufa, said these kids are tough and don't listen, so you can beat them to death. I've also prepared bricks, pickaxes, and everything else for you."
The elder nodded and said, "With Second Uncle's words, that's enough. Then I'll let these brats see how 'Heavy Cannon Hao' (Hao, fourth tone) teaches his students. Zhang Zhen, Lin Shanhe, He Kuang – which of these little punks haven't I dealt with before? Just you watch."
Kong Xiangming nodded with satisfaction. Now he felt at ease. This was why they had invited this old man for the very first class; they wanted to give these kids a stern warning.
Just as the two were plotting how to deal with the China Battle Team, they saw Lin Zhan walking towards them, carrying a chubby young man. The chubby young man held a steamed bun in one hand and soy milk in the other, ambling along.
When Lin Zhan got closer, he put down Zhang Haoming and bowed to Kong Xiangming and the elder, saying, "Uncle Xiangming, hello. Teacher, hello. Who are you two waiting for here?"
Before Kong Xiangming could speak, Hao Zhan said, "Are you pretending not to know who we're waiting for, you brat? Who else would we be waiting for besides you guys? You look like a pretty boy, but the things you do are quite manly. You've got a bit of Tian Ge's spirit." Sudan Novel Network.
Lin Zhan looked at the gruff old man and dared to mention someone. Fortunately, it was his grandfather. Otherwise, even if he mentioned his father, it wouldn't be acceptable. No one was an exception.
He said unhappily, "This teacher knows my grandfather. Who might you be?"
Hao Zhan smiled and said, "My name is Hao Zhan, and I was Tian Ge's Chief of Staff back then."
Lin Zhan was stunned. "Holy cow, isn't this the old man Hao Gan who used to discipline my dad and my father-in-law so often? I mean, my father and my father-in-law!" He then pretended to be excited and said, "You're Grandpa Hao Gan? My dad and my father-in-law have mentioned you to me quite a bit."
The old man chuckled, "When those two little punks, Zhang Zhen and Lin Shanhe, mentioned me, they didn't say anything good, did they? You don't need to put on an act with me. I'm your military strategy instructor. Your good days as little punks are over. Anyone who dares to skip my class, if I don't beat them till they shit themselves, I'll consider them to have a clean bowel movement."
Then the old man looked at Zhang Haoming and said, "This little fatty is the live-in son-in-law you chose for the Lin family, right? He's got a good physique. Looking at his eyes, hmm, quite lewd. He looks like a scheming fellow. If you managed to trick him away, Zhang Qingze, that old geezer, wouldn't agree, would he?"
Lin Zhan nodded and said, "Grandpa Hao's foresight is incredible. However, after my second and third grandfathers had a friendly negotiation and exchange with Senior Zhang Qingze for half an hour, Senior Zhang Qingze also agreed."
Hao Zhan was taken aback. "That's not right. This kid was trained by the Celestial Masters' Mansion to be the next Celestial Master. Zhang Qingze wouldn't agree even if he got beaten up."
The young Taoist Zhang Haoming, while chewing on his steamed bun, said, "My master was directly beaten unconscious. Although he didn't explicitly agree, he didn't disagree either. Since he's unconscious, doesn't that mean the decision is mine to make?"
Seeing the questioning looks from Kong Xiangming and the old man Hao, Zhang Haoming continued, "The Celestial Masters' Mansion is poor. Before I followed my elder brother, we ate plain vegetables and radishes every day. They even told me it was for cultivating my character. All that nonsense! I'm already malnourished, what character am I cultivating? Following my elder brother, I eat well, drink well, and earn money. Ya'er is also beautiful. Who would be stupid enough to disagree?"
Hao Zhan looked impressed and said, "Good kid, you're better than Tian Ge. At least your brain works better than Tian Ge's and Shanhe's. It seems choosing a wife is also a science."
"Alright, hurry up and urge these little brats. It's their first day of class, and they're already late. Did you plan this? Once everyone's here, we'll start class."
Lin Zhan looked at the agitated old man Hao Zhan and said sheepishly, "Uh, Grandpa Hao, only Xiao Ming and I are here for class today. Everyone else has taken leave."
Kong Xiangming and Hao Zhan's faces turned dark upon hearing this. "What kind of behavior is this? Daring to skip school on the first day of school! Old Hao, gather the quasi-kings of Gaowu and bring these little punks back. They must be dealt with seriously."
Lin Zhan and Zhang Haoming quickly stopped them and said, "Please don't do that. Dean, Teacher Hao, they're all out on official business. They're busy going out to rob."
Kong Xiangming...
Hao Zhan... "Is China lacking food or drink for them? They're going out to rob and you call it official business? Do you think I'm senile?"
Lin Zhan looked at the furious old man in front of him and quickly explained everything that happened yesterday, stating that these supplies were related to the war of ten thousand races a year later, and it was a reluctant move due to the time constraints.
He also promised that they would obediently return to class as soon as they got back, guaranteeing they wouldn't disappoint anyone's expectations.
Unlike Kong Xiangming's helpless expression, Old Man Hao's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Kid, you did a good job with this, but your planning isn't thorough enough."
Seeing Lin Zhan's bewildered expression, Old Man Hao continued excitedly, "Think about it, the old saying goes, 'sweeping up the grass to catch the rabbit.' You've only swept the grass, but you haven't caught the rabbit! If each action team could bring a few quasi-kings, preferably with dozens of lords cooperating, then whether it's attacking any special zone, not only can you bring back supplies, but you can also quietly eliminate those ill-intentioned people who are hostile."
Lin Zhan's eyes lit up. "I didn't expect it, Grandpa Hao. You're one of us too. Actually, that was my original plan, but I have too few top experts. You know, the only experts I can mobilize are the 9 teams of death warriors from the Lin family, and I still need one team to protect my mother and sister. Even bringing together the experts from each family."
Hao Zhan smiled mysteriously. "You found me? I'll bring a bunch of old brothers to help you out, for free."