Chapter 3361: Not That I Don't Know! I Just Don't Dare to Be Certain!

And this question is the truly deadly one. The crux is that what comes along with it is no mere idle talk—afterwards the Wang family may face a bloody purge. If Mr. Wang himself were to root out the internal hidden dangers, his methods would be relatively gentle.

But if Zhang Lin gets involved, then Mr. Wang doesn't even dare imagine what those methods would be—that is what he truly fears. Yet the next moment Mr. Wang stopped in his tracks, took a deep breath subconsciously, and suddenly figured out one thing: no matter how nervous he was, it seemed to have no meaning at all.

The outcome of all this had long been decided. Since he chose to stand on Zhang Lin's side, he had to obey Zhang Lin in everything; he didn't have the slightest chance or right to resist. That was the most awkward part.

At the same time, Mr. Wang felt he had already thought this through long ago. Since that was the case, continuing to agonize over it would be irresponsible not only to himself, but also to those who were now truly loyal to the Wang family.

The answer he had been hoping for never came, so Mr. Wang braced himself and asked: "Mr. Zhang, before answering your question, could you first tell me exactly why?"

Zhang Lin chuckled, thinking to himself, isn't it obvious already? But Zhang Lin was very clear: Mr. Wang didn't actually not know why all this was happening—he just didn't dare to be certain.

In other words, the other party still couldn't hand over a hundred percent of their trust to him, and only under that premise would they raise the corresponding doubts. But Zhang Lin didn't mind this at all—after all, things had reached this point, and Mr. Wang had no room to choose.

Since that was the case, Zhang Lin wasn't in the slightest hurry. Besides, Archaeology Team One hadn't yet reached a truly collapsed situation, so he had the patience to explain the corresponding issues to the other party.

Of course, if after the explanation Mr. Wang still didn't understand or chose not to believe, then Zhang Lin would switch to a different way of talking to him about this matter, or simply give up altogether—both were possible. This wasn't a joke; Zhang Lin had always been like this.

He would certainly give some people chances, but such chances weren't endless. Take Wang Canghai, for instance—again and again Zhang Lin gave Wang Canghai all kinds of chances, and the man never cherished them.

If at the very beginning, when Zhang Lin said those words, Wang Canghai had chosen to submit to Zhang Lin's arrangements, none of the subsequent events would have happened.

Actually, from the start Zhang Lin knew that situation was unlikely—there would always be some deviation. After all, this person was Wang Canghai. If it had been someone else, under that kind of pressure, they would surely have chosen to passively submit to everything.

But a person like Wang Canghai would absolutely never make that choice—that was certain. Since that was the case, Zhang Lin hadn't held out too much hope. What he truly carried hope for was the matters that came afterwards.

As the situation developed step by step, the time Wang Canghai had to choose grew less and less, and Zhang Lin was convinced he should submit to his arrangements. He hadn't expected Wang Canghai, thinking himself so high and mighty, to still refuse to give up, and at the same time to believe he still had a chance to turn things around—even now.

Wang Canghai didn't think he had lost. He even felt that even if he couldn't defeat Zhang Lin, as long as the Ten Thousand Slave King appeared in the end, he would absolutely be able to smash Zhang Lin to pieces a hundred percent. That was his only hope in his heart.

Even if it meant ending up with no burial place or a fate worse than death, he would absolutely drag Zhang Lin down into hell with him. That was what Wang Canghai looked forward to most.

And if things really were as simple as he thought, Zhang Lin wouldn't have taken matters this far. In the end, it was still that saying—he had looked down on Zhang Lin's abilities far too much.

Zhang Lin used every possible method to leave Wang Canghai with no room to turn back, all for the sake of seeing everything in the future continue to develop according to the path he had laid out. Otherwise, all of this would lose its original meaning, and that was not the outcome Zhang Lin wanted to see.

And the reason Zhang Lin, upon hearing Mr. Wang ask this, chose to accept it calmly and explain to him next was precisely this—the chances he had given Mr. Wang weren't that many.

So it was perfectly fine for the other party to carry this doubting attitude. If something happened later, or some deviation occurred, Mr. Wang could also use this matter as a reason not to come arguing with him.

Put nicely, Mr. Wang wanted an explanation; put harshly, at this moment Mr. Wang was essentially asking for another promise in disguise. This little calculation was of course seen through completely by Zhang Lin.

He just hadn't deliberately exposed it. If he were to deliberately expose all this, no one would be able to save face. With Zhang Lin's emotional intelligence, he didn't want to tear things apart directly. But if Mr. Wang got out of line and pushed his luck, then Zhang Lin might very well make that choice.

But right now Mr. Wang hadn't become that kind of person. He was very obedient, had even reached the point of following Zhang Lin's every word, except that he still had doubts about certain details—Zhang Lin was well aware of this.

Before the details were nailed down, Mr. Wang probably wouldn't set his mind at ease. Under that premise, Zhang Lin even felt that even if the other party didn't ask, he had the obligation to explain it to him. After all, this departure of the Wang family involved the lives of a thousand people.

If because of one sentence of his, the Wang family suffered a great internal impact, then the subsequent matters would also become more and more chaotic. Zhang Lin understood this better than anyone. Since he had seen through all this, it was obvious that Zhang Lin wouldn't keep arguing about those things with him.

In an instant, Zhang Lin didn't think much and said instinctively: "Mr. Wang, actually it's not that you don't understand why I made this arrangement—it's just that you don't dare to be certain right now, am I right?"

Mr. Wang was stunned once again. He hadn't expected Zhang Lin to put it so bluntly. Perhaps originally he had thought that no matter the circumstances, Zhang Lin would deliberately conceal certain things.

The arrangements for his subsequent plans were even more so—that way Zhang Lin could maintain a certain sense of mystery, and it would also make the later matters more appropriate. But this time things had changed in exactly the opposite way.

At least Mr. Wang would never have dreamed that Zhang Lin would lay his cards on the table with him directly. But the next moment, Mr. Wang also let out a heavy sigh of relief, because he understood that Zhang Lin laying his cards on the table with him at this moment was actually a tremendous good thing.

It meant Zhang Lin had already thought everything through for what came next. There was no need to keep things hidden anymore—everything was being put on the table to be discussed directly.