Chapter 3100

He wanted to see whether, in the end, everything really was exactly as Zhang Lin had said—that he would fall into that pit and find no way to turn things around.

Everyone has a temper, and Wang Wang Canghai was no exception. He did not believe he would lose, and he was equally certain that Zhang Lin was not guaranteed a hundred percent chance of final victory. Even if Zhang Lin defeated him, there was still the King of Ten Thousand Slaves. All of this was waiting for Zhang Lin; defeating Wang Wang Canghai was not the finish line, nor would it free him from every crisis.

In fact, Wang Wang Canghai had guessed one thing wrong. Zhang Lin had only treated him as an opponent at the very beginning; afterward, as far as Zhang Lin was concerned, all of that no longer mattered.

He did not care what Wang Wang Canghai would do next. The reason he had spared Wang Wang Canghai's life afterward, and still had to consider the things Wang Wang Canghai had done, was simply because behind Wang Wang Canghai there was still one person—the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.

The King of Ten Thousand Slaves, who had inherited his position for fourteen generations, had made far, far too many extreme choices for the sake of that Qingtong Sect.

On that premise, Zhang Lin felt those secrets had to be unearthed. As for immortality, becoming an immortal, or the methods the King of Ten Thousand Slaves had used, Zhang Lin could keep all of that hidden.

But beyond those, as for the so-called secrets, Zhang Lin would certainly tell everything he knew and hold nothing back. He had already hinted at this indirectly at the New Moon Restaurant before; it was just that the others had not understood his intention.

Even so, Zhang Lin would not spell it out clearly for them. But anyone who often listened to Uncle Zhang Lin should have been able to notice—as long as it did not touch on immortality, Zhang Lin could open up and talk freely.

He would chat with them at length, without holding anything back. Even if the authorities did not want that information spread, Zhang Lin would not care.

Precisely this was the fundamental reason people genuinely enjoyed listening to Zhang Lin. If Zhang Lin were also wary of the authorities, timid and hesitant, afraid to say anything, then he probably would not have such high popularity right now.

The situation Zhang Lin now faced was this: once he left the New Moon Restaurant, many people would be thinking of him nonstop, some even unable to sleep.

If Zhang Lin did not give them a very clear answer before everything happened, most of them probably would not be able to sleep—just like last night at the New Moon Restaurant.

The ambiguous information Zhang Lin had given led many to assume he was deliberately slacking off, and perhaps it was because something had happened to him that led him to make that choice. But in reality, Zhang Lin was simply laying out a plan.

Those who truly understood Zhang Lin had deduced this point, but it only gave them an even bigger headache.

Since they had guessed this much, they were extremely eager to find out what specific plan Zhang Lin had. Although they did not know the exact answer, they could be certain of one thing.

That was, Zhang Lin's plan must involve the two archaeological teams, the Wang family, and that mysterious person who should have died long ago.

They now had a fairly thorough understanding of the Wang family's situation, and the Wang family of the past had long since gone quiet.

Now the so-called controller of the Wang family, Mr. Wang, had taken his people and slunk away—no one knew where. But even if he had given up,

the mysterious person behind him had not. Many conspiracy theorists, within their own understanding, also felt that finding that mysterious person was finding the key to the problem. At this moment, the audience in the livestream could not help but start discussing it.

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