San Muha was extremely pleased. This kid was still young; a few sweet words saved him a fortune. "Little friend Lin Zhan, leave the misunderstanding with the Great British royal family to me. I guarantee you'll get satisfactory compensation. As for our treatment fees, they're waived. After all, we're all friends from now on. How does that sound?"
Lin Zhan burst into laughter and said to San Muha, "Good, good, good for your mother! Are you a stupid piece of shit, thinking you can take advantage of everyone?"
"Third Grandfather, please tie up this babbling idiot too. We'll add his treatment fees along with those of the three idiotic bald heads and demand it from the Indian special zone. If they short us a single cent, we'll execute them," Lin Zhan said, turning to his Third Grandfather.
Master San Hamu felt a surge of profanity: What the hell? Did this kid have a dog's face, turning on them so quickly? Weren't they just a loving family a moment ago? And now he wanted to tie *him* up?
Lin Shan walked towards San Hamu with a chuckle. "You idiot, no... Master, my grandson says he wants to tie you up. Do you want to cooperate, or should I force you?"
"Third Master Lin, don't joke around. We are friendly neighbors, fellow humans. How can we do something that harms our own kin? If you tie me up, it will gladden our enemies and grieve our loved ones. Third Master, you've traveled far and wide, fought on myriad battlefields, and drunk water from them. You're a wise and understanding great figure. We mustn't do something so foolish," San Muha began to cajole Lin Shan like a river in flood.
William watched San Muha and remembered how he himself had been tricked by the Buddhist disciple. He was immediately enraged and turned to Lin Zhan, "Brother, can we discuss how much you'd charge Third Master Lin to execute this old monk or beat him into an idiot?"
The surrounding crowd froze for a moment, then looked at William with blank confusion. Were the people from the Great British royal family all brainless? One just threatened to slaughter Quasi-Royal families, and this one wanted to hire an assassin to kill a Quasi-Royal. Did their royal family own a mine for them to squander like this?
Lin Zhan asked William with a constipated expression, "Brother, wouldn't it be better to spend your money on food, drink, and a wife? Why are you so desperate to hire murderers? What kind of deep-seated hatred is this?"
"Brother, you don't understand. This old bastard's disciple tricked me like this, otherwise these troubles wouldn't have happened. Anyway, our royal family has to bleed heavily this time, so why not take the opportunity to bleed a little more and take down this pair of master and disciple? Brother, just name your price. My family isn't short on money," William said with the expression of someone whose family owned several mines.
Lin Zhan called his team together. "Brothers, we've been out in the world for years. This is a job none of us have seen before. Tell me, what should we do?"
Upon hearing of the big business, Zhang Haoran threw off his sunglasses, no longer pretending. "I'm a normal person. Old man Zhang Qingze, quickly cooperate with Third Master Lin and keep an eye on that bald guy. If this deal goes through, it'll be enough for us to eat for several years."
Zhang Haoran's actions startled everyone. Ying Xuan asked, "Old Zhang, aren't you disillusioned with the world and planning to become a hermit?"
"Hermit my ass! That's for the poor. I was originally planning to go the professional fortune-telling route, but I didn't expect Old Lin to cook up such a big scheme," Zhang Haoran said, looking at Ying Xuan as if he were an idiot.
Seeing Zhang Haoran's gaze, Ying Xuan finally reacted and quickly turned to shout at Ying Buzheng, "Old man, you go help too! We have to get involved in such a big deal."
Hearing the two shout, Leng Shan hurriedly looked at his grandfather. He found that his grandfather was already standing with two dragon mastiffs and Lin Shan, smiling and watching San Hamu.
"Ginger gets spicier with age. Look at my grandfather; he knows what to do without being told. He's much more reliable than my parents," Leng Shan thought happily.
"What are you all doing? Trying to poach business? I'm telling you, this job isn't just for us; we have to include all the brothers who haven't come yet," Lin Zhan said, looking at the few beaming faces.
"What kind of talk is that? Old Lin, don't worry, no one will hog the entire pie. Just tell us what to do. We've finally encountered these few simpletons, so we must maximize our profits," Ying Xuan and the others stated.
"This isn't hard at all. Let's auction it off, let them bid themselves. See who offers more," He Dazhuang, worthy of his background as the chief bandit of the northern border, was indeed knowledgeable.
"Holy shit, you can do that? Old He, your business is extremely broad!" Ying Xuan exclaimed to He Dazhuang. This time, he and Zhang Haoran were completely convinced of Lin Zhan's team. When it came to business, these people were more professional than professionals.
"My father and my eighth uncle used to specialize in kidnapping. These Indian bastards have kidnapped quite a few. I understand all the tricks," He Dazhuang patted his chest and guaranteed everyone.
"Old He, isn't your family's business crossing the line? Are we even going beyond the northern border?" Ying Xuan and the others asked.
"It's about making money! You don't know, these Indian guys are all big clients. They're stupid and rich. As long as you trick them properly, they'll give you whatever you ask for, and even thank you on their way out," He Dazhuang was very satisfied with these big clients.
Zhang Zhen turned to Lin Shanhe and said, "Brother, seeing how these kids are going at it, I feel like forming a new legion might be too few. We should form another one."
"I think it's a good idea. I never expected these kids to be such good earners," Lin Shanhe said with emotion.
San Hamu almost wet himself, seeing the Chinese Quasi-Royals surrounding him. He said tremblingly, "Third Master, we absolutely cannot do this. Tell Lin kid that I'll pay the treatment fees, okay?"
He Dazhuang slowly walked to the surrounded Master San Hamu. "Master, you say such things. We are friendly neighbors, how could we want your treatment fees? However, Master, you know our boss Lin's gang has just been established, and we have many brothers. Every day, feeding people and horses costs a lot of money. Just look at those few big guys; we can barely afford to feed them." As he spoke, He Dazhuang pointed at Xiao Jin, Xiao Longma, and other spiritual beasts.
San Hamu looked at the spiritual beasts, whose bellies were so full they could barely stand. "They look like they're stuffed, not like they can't afford to be fed. Look, that panda is picking its teeth."
He Dazhuang turned and looked at Xiao Bao, who was picking its teeth with a steel rod, sparks flying. "Isn't it just that they haven't eaten enough for a long time? They're finally having a full meal."
"I say, Master San Hamu, you're not playing by the rules. Since you don't know the rules, I'll teach you," He Dazhuang said impatiently.
He turned and directly said to Wang Zhuang, "Brother, casually find a bald guy and chop off two of his fingers for our Master to see."