Chapter 638: The Zhang Clan's Visit

Chapter 638 The Zhang Clan's Visit

In a farmyard on a small island in the center of the North Sea.

Under the willow, the Warlord of Chan Clan and Chen Changqing sat at the tea-table. They were enjoying some tea.

The Warlord of Chan Clan had no expression on his face, but Chen Changqing could feel that his grandfather wasn't in a good mood.

Actually, the old man was in a very bad mood at this moment.

In order to nurture the most talented young man, the clan had put much effort and paid a great price. That was part of the reason why Emperor Qing could become a legend.

The Warlord of Chan Clan was the supporter behind Emperor Qing's back. He had risked his life to get the cultivation method back for Emperor Qing. He couldn't believe that Zhang Hanyang just called it a mistake.

"How could he work out the problem just by observing your moves and aura? How did he know the flaws in your cultivation method?" the Warlord of Chan Clan looked at Chen Changqing with a grim look.

He wondered if it was Chen Changqing that had told Zhang Han the secret.

If that was true, that meant he had put in effort to nurture an idiot.

Seeing the expression of the Warlord of Chan Clan, Chen Changqing's face froze. He said innocently, "Brother Han and I haven't discussed anything about martial arts. Why would we talk about the cultivation method?"

"Then how did he know?" the War God of the Chen Clan frowned.

"I don't think he was lying. He must have worked it out by himself," said Chen Changqing as he looked at the moon in the sky. "After all, his spiritual sense mind trick is more powerful than we can imagine."

"This..." the Warlord of Chan Clan suddenly fell silent.

The capacity of Zhang Han's spiritual sense mind trick seemed to have reached the Earth Realm.

He didn't know how the Earth Realm was like, either. So he wouldn't insist that Zhang Han wasn't able to work it out.

One minute passed by. The Warlord of Chan Clan suddenly sighed, "Although the spiritual sense mind trick isn't very aggressive, I have to admit that quantitative change may lead to qualitative change. I had the hunch that there would soon be two Immortal Kings in Heavenly Knights Sect.

Chen Changqing was silent for a long time after he heard that. He knew his grandpa expected more from him. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, grandpa, I've let you down."

"No, you haven't," the Warlord of Chan Clan said and shook his head. "I just want to know whether his comments on your cultivation are correct or not."

"We'll know tomorrow," Chen Changqing replied after he took a sip of tea.

"Your cultivation method has been integrated with your meridians. Even if there are some flaws, and even if it is a mistake, you'll have no way to go back..." said the Warlord of Chan Clan. He took out a bottle of wine and poured a glass for himself to drink.

Chen Changqing saw this and said, "Grandpa, I have to go now."

Then he turned around and left. The Warlord of Chan Clan is a regular old man, and Chen Changqing knew that the old man had already believed Zhang Han's words. Zhang Han might have better cultivation methods, but Chen Changqing wouldn't be able to practice it. The old man wondered if the mistake he made had destroyed Chen Changqing's future.

Chen Changqing smiled as he left the farmyard.

"Grandpa, I'll be doing fine no matter what happens. You don't have to worry too much. Maybe Brother Han can help me find the solution," he said as he quickly rose into the air, flying towards the manor of their clan.

In fact, the fight started as Zhang Han entered the court and ended very soon. It had taken less than half an hour. Therefore, Zhang Han had already landed in the villa area of the Chens before 12 o'clock. When he returned to his room, he saw Zi Yan playing with her mobile phone on the bed.

"Ahem," Zhang Han coughed softly to remind her.

But in surprise...

"Ah!" Zi Yan was startled. She quickly hid her phone under the quilt and looked at Zhang Han without blinking. Two seconds later, she whispered, "You are back! Just lie down and sleep."

Zi Yan's weird reaction made Zhang Han curious.

He activated his soul sense and found her little secret.

It turned out that she felt bored and logged on her Weibo. She sent her second piece of Weibo in history, which was "Humph, I love my wife very much. I'll do whatever she tells me to do in the future!"

That sentence just took Zi Yan more than ten minutes to come up with. She had to consider a lot before she sent it to make sure the sentence sounds cute.

To Zi Yan's surprise, within the ten minutes after she sent the piece of Weibo, there were already 100,000 comments and more than 500,000 likes. That was unbelievable. The comments below were very intriguing.

"What the h*ll? Master Hanyang is married?"

"I knew it. Master Hanyang and Zi Yan! The two once sang a love song together in a program. They looked so intimate."

"But I haven't heard of any news about Zi Yan's marriage. It's probably fake, isn't it?"

"It's fake???"

Zi Yan snorted softly when she saw this comment with 10,000 likes. She then opened his Weibo and sent a new piece again, which was, "Hah! I love my husband so much! I'll do whatever he tells me in the future!"

"Bang!"

The two posts on Weibo went viral on the internet.

For a time, there were a lot of people paying attention to this topic. Before 12 o'clock, the news headlined all important websites. Everyone was discussing if Master Hanyang and Zi Yan were really a couple.

This piece of Weibo instantly dominated all the most searched hashtags.

Zi Yan was checking on Zhang Han's Weibo when he returned. That was why she looked embarrassed when Zhang Han was back. She lay on the bed and didn't know what to do. So she paused for a second and looked at Zhang Han with her big eyes.

"I'm coming." Zhang Han said with a smile. He took off his jacket and got on the bed quickly. Then he held the beauty in his arms and his hands became a little restless. They were constantly wandering on the fascinating body.

His hands were like wiggling dragons. The quilt was heated up and the temperature was getting higher and higher.

A hot atmosphere made everything blurred to Zi Yan. Her eyes were filled with love.

"let's go to the guest bedroom!"

Zhang Han stood up and carried Zi Yan out of the master bedroom. Soon, a rhythmic sound came out of the guest bedroom.

Before that, Zhang Han covered the entire villa with his powerful spiritual sense. He built an invisible barrier to forbid outsiders from detecting the house.

He couldn't be careful enough given how high his social position was now. Some rude guys could spy on the house and this would be an embarrassing live show for him if Zhang Han hadn't done that.

Only Zhang Han could know how wonderful the night was.

In fact, Zi Yan had changed a lot since she met Zhang Han. She was a regular beautiful woman, a beauty after makeup.

She also looked great without makeup. but she hadn't been very sophisticated. Now she looked very charming even without washing her face or doing her makeup. She looked like a fairy descending to the world. There was an old saying, "If you married the right person, you would become more and more beautiful and younger. If you married the wrong person, you would be aging faster than others."

The next day, Patriarch Chen got up early and went to the dining hall with his wife to arrange a nice breakfast.

They tried very hard to entertain Zhang Han.

At about seven o'clock, Mengmeng sat up next to Zhang Han. She rubbed her eyes and woke up.

As soon as the little princess woke up, Zhang Han and Zi Yan got up, too.

However, when Zi Yan sat up, the quilt slipped off her, revealing her charming body. Zi Yan bit her lips and grabbed the quilt to cover herself.

Zhang Han grinned as soon as he saw it.

It was a very tiring night, so she forgot to put on her pajamas when they went back to the master bedroom.

That saved her the trouble of taking off her pajamas. She started to dress up right away. And then she took Mengmeng's little hand and went to the bathroom to do her makeup.

Mengmeng muttered as they walked to the bathroom, "Mommy, I want 2 braids!"

The girl liked to look good.

Zhang Han shook his head and smiled. He had finished tidying up, so he walked to the balcony and stretched his arms, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the manor.

The layout of this place was ingenious, but it was still no match for the scenery of the Mount New Moon.

It took Mengmeng and Zi Yan more than half an hour to get dressed. Zhang Han felt that they were already faster than most women.

Zi Yan was wearing a thick hoodie, a leather skirt, and shorter leather boots. Mengmeng was wearing almost the same thing. She was wearing a hoodie, a pair of jeans, and a pair of white shoes.

Zhang Han was in black casual clothes. After the three people went out of the door, people on their way to the dining hall all greeted them. There were about a dozen people, and all of them exclaimed, "Mr. Zhang and his family are all good-looking."

"Haha, there are many people on the Internet saying that Zi Yan had plastic surgery, but look at her daughter. She's so beautiful, and it's only because she has good genes!"

"They have good looks, great fortune, and powerful strength. Their social status is also very high."

Zhang Han could hear the discussion of the crowd, but Zi Yan and Mengmeng couldn't hear it.

Mengmeng was warm-hearted. When she saw their eyes, she waved her small hands and greeted them with a smile, "Hello, guys."

She was no longer the shy girl.

When they arrived at the restaurant, he saw Wang Zhanpeng, Rong Jiaxin, and Wang Ming eating at a table. Patriarch Chen, his wife, and another man in his twenties were sitting with them.

"Mr. Zhang." Patriarch Chen greeted them.

His wife and the young man stood up hastily.

"Just sit down, Patriarch Chen," said Zhang Han. He waved his hand and smiled.

"It's fine. We need to pay our respect to you. Please allow me to introduce my son to you. His name is Chen Changlyu."

"What?" Zhang Han hesitated for a while upon hearing that name.

That name was so funny. Whoever gave him that name was very inconsiderate.

Changlyu meant "always green" most of the time, but it also sounded like "always be cheated" in their language.

Even Zi Yan couldn't help laughing, but she tried hard to bite her lips so that she wouldn't burst into laughter.

Mengmeng did not know what was happening. She looked up and greeted them, "Uh-huh, hello, everyone."

Seeing the expressions of Zhang Han and Zi Yan, Patriarch Chen's wife laughed and explained, "That's his nickname. We want him to inherit his brother's luck. His real name is Chen Bei."

In fact, this name was just a joke between Chen Bei and his friends when they were young. His parents once heard about it and they used it here today because they wanted to amuse Zhang Han with that name. Obviously, they had achieved their goal.

"Brother Zhang Han, Sister Zi Yan, Mengmeng. How are you?" Chen Bei greeted them respectfully.

"Nice to meet you."

After they greeted each other, Zhang Han and his family went to the other side and sat down on a bar counter with all kinds of breakfast on it. They chose some and sat down to enjoy those dishes slowly.

Two minutes later, Chen Changqing, Zhao Feng, Ah Hu, and others also came over. Fortunately, the table was big enough for all these people to sit together and eat.

Halfway through the meal, a man in a suit rushed into the hall. He was the gardener of the manor. He walked to Patriarch Chen and whispered to him.

"OK," Patriarch Chen said and nodded. Then he looked at Zhang Han, and said with a smile, "Well, Patriarch Zhang Nan brought some of his disciples and they are now at the gate of our clan. They wanted to see you. Do you want to see them?"

Zhang Han's chopsticks shook when he heard that.

Then he put down his chopsticks and said, "Let them in."

Zi Yan also took a look at Zhang Han. She knew that the Zhang Clan was always a pent-up issue in Zhang Han's heart.

Zi Yan also knew that Zhang Han was no longer a member of the Zhang Clan. She wondered how he would deal with those people this time.

She somehow felt that Zhang Han wouldn't punish them anymore.

Zi Yan's guess was true. When Zhang Han learned that he was not one of the Zhangs, all his feelings for the clan ended up with a relieved sigh.

God was making a fool of him.

Maybe his father was taking refuge in the Zhang Clan, but the patriarch still gave away his position to him. Maybe they wanted to flaunt his father's martial arts identity to promote the social status of the clan, or maybe they did it because of the Warlord of Chan Clan. There might be lots of reasons, but above all, the clan had once harbored his father.

Zhang Han even thought that the Zhang Clan didn't do anything wrong because the whole story was too complicated. He didn't want to be bothered by that anymore.

However, these people from the Zhang Clan at the gate had no clue of this.

The eight of them went in and the leading one was Zhang Nan. He looked a little gaunt. When they walked to the restaurant, they all looked very respectful.

Zhang Han was now a person way beyond their reach. He was so highly respected now.

They knew they had missed a good opportunity, but it was already too late. There was no point regretting now.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, they saw the group of people sitting on the right side.

It was Emperor Qing, Zhang Han, Chen Tianjiao, Wang Zhanpeng, and the others.

"Patriarch Chen must be very glad to see this." Zhang Nan thought to himself. He was disappointed and couldn't help sighing. He couldn't laugh, so he walked over with a complex expression.

"Mr... Mr. Zhang, what happened last time was our fault. Please take this compensation," said Zhang Nan as he cupped his hands. Then he bowed slowly.

Patriarch Chen shook his head when he saw this. He didn't do anything, only intending to watch.

Zhang Han also turned around and sat down facing them, but he did not stand up.

After that, Zhang Nan took out a golden bank card from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Han with both hands.

Zhang Han took it over casually. He checked the card and knew that there was at least ten billion in the account.

Just then, a middle-aged man at the back gritted his teeth and mumbled, "We didn't want to do this. either... We've been under lots of pressure lately, or we would have..."

"Second brother, watch your words!" Zhang Nan yelled. His facial expression changed, and he glared at the man behind him. "I told you not to be mouthy before we arrived!"

To their surprise, Zhang Han replied, "The disciples of the Wind Snow School are indeed a pressure that you can never deal with."

Zhang Nan turned around and looked at Zhang Han, because he felt that something had been changed.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Han threw the bank card back into Zhang Nan's hand casually and said, "Take it back."

After that, Zhang Han looked at Patriarch Chen and said, "Please take care of the Zhang Clan for my sake."

"Hiss!" Many people gasped when they heard that.

Even Patriarch Chen was stunned, but he reacted very quickly and replied, "Okay, anything for you."

Then Zhang Han looked at the stunned Zhang Nan and the others, shaking his head and saying, "The accounts between us are cleared now. My parents and I are not members of the Zhang Clan, but I'll keep you safe and prosperous for a hundred years for old time's sake. If you have any trouble in the future, you can turn to Patriarch Chen, the Warlord of Chan Clan, or Chen Changqing. They'll help you."

That announcement was like thunder that shocked Zhang Nan and the others. Zhang Nan felt a little dizzy. He looked at Zhang Han with confusion.

However, Zhang Han turned away from them and said slowly, "You can go home and ask your master."

Patriarch Chen knew Zhang Han didn't want to say any more. He stood up quickly and smiled to those guests from the Zhang Clan. Then he said, ""

"Mr. Zhang, I can see our two clans cooperating in the future. Why don't you go back and study it first so that we can make an appointment to discuss it someday?"

"That would be great." Zhang Nan replied excitedly. "Then please forgive us. We'll leave here right away."

In the end, Zhang Nan looked at Zhang Han's back and said, "Thank you."

After that, he left the dining hall with his people who had all kinds of expressions on their faces.

They felt lucky as if they had survived a catastrophe. Zhang Han's promise to keep them prosperous for a hundred years was so unexpected and important.

At the same time, they knew their accounts with Zhang Han's family is cleared, because when Zhang Han just mentioned the Zhang Clan could ask Patriarch Chen, Chen Changqing, and the Warlord of Chan Clan for help, he didn't say his own name.

That was a very clear implication.

Zhang Nan felt it such a pity, but he was already satisfied with Zhang Han's promise.

Many clans in Shang Jing couldn't wait to see the Zhang Clan ending up as a joke. The family had a real genius but they were so blind to have missed the opportunity. Now they had to pay a 10-billion compensation, which was really eye-opening. Many clans were glad to see such a drama happening in real life.

But to everyone's surprise, it was not a blessing at all that the Zhang Clan had lost.

"Go back and ask your master about what this was."

At the gate of the Chens' Clan, Zhang Nan turned around and looked in the direction of the dining room. Then he sighed and got into the car.

They slowly drove away.

The mood in the dining room had been affected, just for a few seconds. Later on, no one talked about what had just happened anymore.

Chen Changqing watched Mengmeng finish eating and asked Zhang Han, "Brother Han, you said I've made mistakes in my cultivation method. Shall we discuss it some time?"

"Where did you learn it?" asked Zhang Han.

"My grandfather found it on a stone tablet from Red Leaf Mountain."...