Chapter 88: Slipped Away
“Hehe, Mr. Zhang is really modest.” Wang Cha Ling’s tone showed no hint of sarcasm, just that his voice was still very weak, “At least I, as the person who experienced it firsthand, am still very certain of your strength.”
“Uh, you should be fine, right.” Wang Cha Ling being so understanding made Zhang Qian feel a bit embarrassed.
“I won’t die, at least before having a child, I won’t die.” Wang Cha Ling sighed, “This curse will completely erupt if it can’t find an heir. If I die before giving birth to the Wang Family fourth generation, then I will probably turn into a real fierce ghost together with Grandfather, Grandmother, Father, and Mother.”
Besides Grandfather, there’s also a Grandmother?
Doesn’t that mean the Wang Family has two old ghosts from the Republic of China Era?
Zhang Qian’s eyelid twitched. This Wang Cha Ling was just like a bomb—fine while alive, but terrifying only after death.
Luckily, he himself didn’t have the ability to kill him either, but it would still be better to have less contact in the future.
“Don’t worry, I have great confidence in my control of strength. What you suffered is just a minor injury with no aftereffects.” Zhang Qian glanced again at the man in a suit lying on the ground, “At most a bit more serious than them, just rest for a couple more days and it’ll be fine.”
“Don’t worry, I have no intention of blaming you, nor any thought of revenge.” Wang Cha Ling smiled, “Actually, I still have to thank you for holding back, right?”
“Then I’ll be off. By the way, didn’t you say earlier you wanted to observe? Want to come along now?” Zhang Qian asked.
“I’ll pass on observing. I’ll just wait here for them to wake up.” Wang Cha Ling decisively refused.
He had no desire to stay with a guy who could take his life at any moment; he couldn’t wait for Zhang Qian to leave sooner.
“See you again if fate allows.”
Zhang Qian didn’t linger and walked out of the airport together with Xu Zheng.
Once they left, Wang Cha Ling very ungracefully leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.
After a while, one of the men in a suit on the ground stirred.
“…” Just waking up, his spirit was still a bit dazed, not understanding what had just happened.
He wanted to open his eyes but felt his eyelids incredibly heavy, like being pinned down by a ghost, unable to make any action.
But Wang Cha Ling was likely in danger, so the man in a suit didn’t have time to check the surroundings and immediately shouted a warning: “Manager Wang, you’ve been hit. Be careful of Zhang Qian.”
Wang Cha Ling, who had been pretending to doze, was startled by this and rubbed his throbbing temple, “I’m fine. Zhang Qian has already left. Manager Liu, how are you feeling now?”
Left?
That makes sense. Manager Wang has the Wang Family’s protection; he’s not someone a contemporary ghost controller can touch.
Hearing that Zhang Qian had already retreated, Manager Liu relaxed and lay on the ground, checking his body’s condition, “I feel powerless all over. It should be caused by Zhang Qian’s attack. But it’s not serious; resting a bit more should fix it.”
Soon, Manager Liu flipped over and stood up from the ground, then noticed that Wang Cha Ling looked quite disheveled at the moment.
His clean white shirt was stained with quite a bit of blood, and the gold-thread glasses on his face were already shattered, removed and placed aside.
“Manager Wang, what happened? Are you alright?” Manager Liu hurriedly rushed to Wang Cha Ling’s side and saw that Wang Cha Ling’s face was deathly pale, clearly a sign of excessive blood loss.
“Took a loss at Zhang Qian’s hands.” Wang Cha Ling stood up indifferently, but suddenly his vision went black and he felt unsteady.
“Careful.” Manager Liu quickly reached out to support Wang Cha Ling and took out his phone to notify their medical team to come pick him up.
But Wang Cha Ling stopped Manager Liu at this moment, “It’s fine, just a minor injury. No need to make it known to everyone.”
Dadong City had quite a few informants placed by other powers; calling an ambulance would confirm that he was injured.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, it was better to have trustworthy people come over.
Manager Liu also understood that the situation was worse than he thought, and he couldn’t help but worry: “Zhang Qian is actually that strong? Even the old master and madam couldn’t stop him.”
He had followed the Wang Second Generation before, so he was very clear about the existence of the Wang Family curse. But precisely because of that, he found it unbelievable that Wang Cha Ling was injured.
And the injury wasn’t even the crucial point; most importantly, Wang Cha Ling now had a sense of dejection that he had never shown before.
Wang Cha Ling steadied himself a bit and frowned: “Not just strong, but more importantly, his attack was very strange. Somehow he bypassed Father and Mother’s protection. My line of sight was initially replaced with a dark space, and I had no knowledge of his actions. Do you know what he did?”
“I just saw you standing there talking to yourself, so I wanted to remind you. But…” Manager Liu looked back at the hall, where several hundred people were still lying scattered about.
“But Zhang Qian was probably prepared for us early on. I lost consciousness and passed out just as I was about to act. They probably suffered the same; none of us lasted even a second against Zhang Qian.”
“But what happened to you was different from ours. You seemed more like you fell into a sleep, while I was genuinely injured. Plus that illusion, that means he controls at least three fierce ghosts.”
Wang Cha Ling shook his head and sighed: “Headquarters previously released news in the supernatural circle saying they found a method to control two ghosts and extend a ghost controller’s lifespan. Many ghost controllers were attracted by this news, but now it seems it was just headquarters throwing out outdated tech as bait.”
“Controlling three ghosts is indeed no small threat…” Manager Liu said seriously.
A person like that wouldn’t be considered weak even in the Wang Second Generation era.
After all, the more fierce ghosts there were, the more likely a ghost controller was to die violently during the control process.
Moreover, Zhang Qian casually took down over a hundred people with one move, clearly in excellent condition, the type of ghost controller who didn’t need to skimp on supernatural power.
“Yeah, so I paid a little price and reached a reconciliation with him. Based on the personality he showed, as long as I don’t go looking for trouble with him in the future, he probably won’t come to Dadong City.”
“Price? Do we need to start preparing?” Manager Liu asked.
A person like that definitely wouldn’t have a small appetite; might even need to get a few tycoons to voluntarily donate.
“Zhang Qian doesn’t plan to take money, just took a few fierce ghosts and some information. Not a big problem.” Wang Cha Ling said.
A few fierce ghosts weren’t a big loss; if gone, they could just catch or buy more.
As for that so-called information, it was even less important—just Republic of China Era history. Even if known, it could only be taken as a story.
As for the Wang Family curse, when his father and mother dominated the supernatural circle, they had already spread the word about the Wang Family curse.
It was just that that batch of people had mostly died off; otherwise, Zhang Qian could probably find Wang Family information just by asking around.
