Chapter 2311: Let

But all of this was just a flaw Zhang Lin deliberately sold; it had nothing to do with Wang Canghai himself.

It was just that until now, Wang Canghai still hadn't reacted.

"Wang Canghai, it's still that same sentence: I gave you a chance before, but you didn't believe it, and now you have tried hard to strive for some more. If you were in my shoes, would you accept it?"

Wang Canghai was so angry his eyes almost rolled back. If a person was truly angry, it might not be because the other party said something wrong, but precisely because such a thing was completely correct, which was why he was so furious.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Canghai still tried his best to strive for a certain chance, but Zhang Lin didn't give him the opening to say such words.

Zhang Lin just continued without hesitation: "Now you and I are both very clear that the reason I want to spare your life, instead of finishing you off directly, is only because some things must be revealed by you personally."

"Now I can tell you very clearly: you still have one last chance. Of course, this chance is not given to you by me, but because I am hindered by my own identity, some things simply cannot be done."

Wang Canghai couldn't help but be stunned; he hurriedly asked: "What do you mean?"

Regarding the word "chance," Wang Canghai naturally cherished it immensely now; if what Zhang Lin said was true, Wang Canghai could naturally grasp it, and he hadn't even thought that some things were completely contrary to his previous thoughts.

Only after Zhang Lin said these things did Wang Canghai understand what Zhang Lin's so-called chance was.

"It's very simple: hide in the retreat you left behind before, and you won't have to do anything for the rest of your life. You can only become a rat in the sewer; if so, you can live a little longer, because I have many things to do later, so I have no heart to quibble with you. I think you should understand what I mean by saying this."

Wang Canghai didn't expect Zhang Lin to still hold such thoughts now; regarding this matter, he naturally wouldn't accept it, no matter how flowery the other party's words were.

Wang Canghai would only take his words as deliberate mockery of himself; such things hadn't happened just once or twice, and Wang Canghai didn't mind.

But he couldn't change all his previous thoughts because of this; this was the belief Wang Canghai held onto.

"Zhang Lin, according to your meaning, you won't leave me any chance, and you won't leave yourself any retreat either?"

Zhang Lin laughed until he couldn't stop.

"Wang Canghai, could it be that until now, you still think you have the ability to defeat me?"

At this moment, Zhang Lin's tone was very unkind; he also had the confidence to say these words. Facts were often just like this: Wang Canghai had forced himself into a dead end, and in many situations, Zhang Lin hadn't deliberately wanted to continue targeting Wang Canghai.

On the contrary, Wang Canghai himself didn't know life from death and insisted on taking things to a degree that Zhang Lin couldn't tolerate. In that situation, even if Zhang Lin wanted to spare Wang Canghai, there was no reason to.

And what Zhang Lin said now was to make Wang Canghai understand that it wasn't that he wouldn't let him go, but that Wang Canghai had deliberately walked into a dead end; he used clumsy and foolish methods to make subsequent matters impossible to end.

So Zhang Lin could only go all the way and do things absolutely; this was Zhang Lin's true plan.

Wang Canghai's tone gradually became stern; after a long time, he finally restrained his emotions, and this time Zhang Lin didn't rush to hang up the phone.

Perhaps he was also analyzing all the other party's thoughts based on Wang Canghai's current performance, to see to what extent his mindset had exploded.

Only in this way could Zhang Lin thoroughly tilt the scales of victory to his side; the last thing he had to do was to make Wang Canghai not even have the chance to burn his bridges—this was also where Zhang Lin was truly terrifying.

Choosing to be his opponent was definitely having lived enough; but even though these realities were placed right before Wang Canghai's eyes, he was still unable to extricate himself from his own naive thoughts.

In fact, if one thought from another angle, Wang Canghai wasn't wrong to do this now; at least Zhang Lin hadn't left him any retreat he could choose.

At first, Zhang Lin just let him live in seclusion, and later he naturally wouldn't look for trouble with him; just as Zhang Lin said just now, he had no interest, and there were many things waiting for him to deal with later.

If he just wanted to compete with Wang Canghai, it would only disrupt his original plan. For Zhang Lin, what he was more curious about was what secrets were hidden inside the Cloud Top Palace.

And whether this secret only involved the Cloud Top Palace, and whether it was connected to other tombs—these were what Zhang Lin was truly interested in.

Setting these aside, Zhang Lin had no interest in this Wang Canghai at all; even though he had lived for such a long time, Zhang Lin had naturally also obtained eternal life, and his eternal life was destined to be more perfect than Wang Canghai's, even if he didn't specifically understand what Wang Canghai's so-called eternal life was like right now.

However, from this point, it could also prove that Wang Canghai had long since become a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring; he didn't understand that he had already had no retreat from the beginning. In this situation where there was no retreat, his best choice was absolutely to compromise. Unfortunately, he threw the chance Zhang Lin gave him to the back of his mind, completely ignoring it.

Now, besides burning his bridges, what other choice could he make?

It seemed that Zhang Lin gave him a chance at the end—that is, to let him hide in that sewer he was looking for, and Zhang Lin wouldn't look for trouble with him later—but Wang Canghai knew very well that as long as those secrets were revealed, no matter where he hid, the other party would definitely find him.

In Wang Canghai's cognition, that person was much more terrifying than Zhang Lin, so Wang Canghai wouldn't make that choice at all.

After adjusting his emotions for a long time, Wang Canghai didn't even know what to say to Zhang Lin, but soon he gritted his teeth and barely opened his mouth: "Zhang Lin, the meaning of my calling you is to see if you can lend me the Dust-Bead to use."

Zhang Lin was immediately amused by Wang Canghai's naive thought.