After obtaining Lin Zhan's agreement, William turned to Lancelot and said, "See? When you speak with my elder brother in China, you have to be upfront. Don't always put on that pretentious act of yours; no one wants to hear it."
He then continued to Charles, "And you, you're going to spend some time with me in China officially. Stop walking around with that sour face all day, as if everyone owes you money. To get by here, you not only need to be decent, but your words also need to be pleasant. Otherwise, if you get into trouble, you can come to me. You, a low-ranking quasi-king, are nothing in this small territory. There are plenty of people in this very academy who can deal with you."
Seeing the angry expressions on Lancelot and Charles's faces, Lin Zhan quickly changed the subject, saying, "Right, Mr. Lancelot, these are the longevity spirit pills I promised you. I've rounded it up to 50 in total. Contact me if you need more in the future."
After handing over 50 longevity spirit pills to Lancelot, Lin Zhan added, "You must take this pill only after you have advanced to the quasi-king level. Otherwise, anyone below the quasi-king level who takes it will die."
Just as Lancelot was about to thank Lin Zhan, William interjected, "Oh my, elder brother, thank you for this."
He then said to Lancelot, "Ancestor, you've got the pills, so hurry back. Don't linger here and annoy people. Oh, and remember to prepare more resources when you get back. With your scatterbrained royal uncle here, who knows when I might say something wrong and get myself kidnapped by my elder brother again."
Seeing Lancelot's increasingly displeased expression, Lin Zhan quickly tried to smooth things over. "Mr. Lancelot, I have some other medicinal pills here. If Great Britain encounters any difficult problems or illnesses, you can contact me."
Lancelot stood up and thanked Lin Zhan, saying, "Many thanks to young friend Lin, the Lin family, and China for the help you've provided to Great Britain and myself. I hope our two peoples can remain friendly forever. I plan to return to Great Britain now. William and Charles will remain in China, and I'll have to trouble young friend Lin to look after them."
Just then, Zhang Lingxiu arrived with the little dumpling, Lin Ya'er, dressed in a princess gown. The little dumpling looked exceptionally cute, and having perfectly inherited the appearance of Lin Zhan's mother, Ouyang Xinlan, everyone present cast admiring glances at the beautiful and adorable little loli.
Lin Zhan looked around and said, "Where's Xiao Ming? Ya'er is here. It wouldn't be fitting for him not to be with her, given his sycophantic nature."
Zhang Lingxiu rolled her eyes at Lin Zhan and said, "Is that any way to talk? Xiao Ming's sect leader uncle has arrived, specially invited by Patriarch Di Xin for your number five. Xiao Ming has gone to pick him up."
The little dumpling ran to Lin Zhan's side, extended her chubby little hand, and said, "Brother, quickly give me Xiao Ming's wages. Look how tired he is, he's like a little dog. I'm telling you, if you don't give Xiao Ming a raise, I'll... I'll have my sister-in-law deal with you."
Lin Zhan gave a wry smile and said, "This little cotton-padded jacket is leaking quite a bit."
He then picked up the little dumpling and said, "Sister, do you know who you're supposed to be loyal to? You little silly girl."
Lin Ya'er looked at Lin Zhan disdainfully and said, "Brother, don't try to trick me just because I'm young. You don't give all the money you earn to me; you have to give it to Big Sister. But Xiao Ming earns money for me. Tell me, who am I loyal to?"
Lin Zhan could only helplessly take out 10 quasi-king level crystal cores and hand them to the little dumpling, saying, "Sister, this should be enough for Xiao Ming's wages for 10 years. Take it and keep it safe."
Charles watched as Lin Zhan clearly doted on his sister. He then recalled William's instructions from that night, and coupled with his own affection for the beautiful little girl, he began to scheme.
He put on a kind expression and said to Lin Zhan, "Young friend Lin, this is my first time meeting your sister, and I find her incredibly endearing. Coincidentally, my youngest son is only six years old this year. For the sake of friendship between our two nations, how about we arrange a marriage alliance? Rest assured, although this young lady is from an outsider clan, her future children will be granted royal inheritance rights."
As Charles spoke, Lin Zhan's expression grew colder and more displeased.
Before Lin Zhan could speak, Zhang Lingxiu said coldly, "Mr. Charles, according to you, is my sister not worthy of your son's status?"
Charles was taken aback and, without much thought, replied, "My son holds the status of a prince of Great Britain. This little girl, in terms of status, is ultimately lacking."
Seeing the situation, William covered his face and exclaimed, "This idiot has messed things up again."
He then said to Lancelot, "Ancestor, prepare the resources to redeem him."
Lancelot gave a wry smile and said, "I am always prepared."
Hearing Charles's words, even the little dumpling in Lin Zhan's arms became indignant.
A childish yet furious voice emanated, "I don't know what your son's status is. I only know what your status is, because you are about to become a disabled person."
Zhang Haoming, along with two middle-aged men in long robes but without any aura of power, walked over.
Daji sensed the arrival of newcomers and also came out of the villa. She reached out and took Lin Ya'er from Lin Zhan's arms, her face showing a cold smile as she looked at Charles.
The young Taoist Zhang Haoming walked up to Lin Zhan and said to Charles, "What do you think of my proposal? Do you want to become a disabled person, or do you want to skip the intermediate step and become dead?"
Charles had seen Zhang Haoming before and knew that this little fatty was highly trusted by Lin Zhan. He did not get angry but spoke to Zhang Haoming in a coaxing tone, "Child, why are you so rude? Your elders don't discipline you properly."
The two middle-aged men who had accompanied Zhang Haoming also walked over. One of them went up to Daji and reached out to Lin Ya'er, saying, "Come to your old ancestor, little dumpling, come to your little joy."
Daji glared at Di Xin and said, "Your Majesty, why are you snatching Ya'er from me as soon as you arrive?"
The other middle-aged man was Zhang Haoming's sect leader uncle, the current sect leader of the Heavenly Master Mansion. He said to Charles with displeasure, "Didn't your elders teach you how to behave when visiting someone else's home? Or do you want to bully the weak and young, bully our children?"
With that, a powerful kingly aura was directed towards Charles and the other two. Charles, bearing the brunt of it, was instantly pressed to the ground, unable to speak.
At that moment, the people of Great Britain felt a deep sense of fear and couldn't help but resent Charles.