Chapter 247 — Going Up the Mountain to Train

"Yes, that's what I'm thinking. I've decided to go back and talk to him about it!" Zhong Yongliang made no attempt to hide it. "Nai Pao has been with me for years. I know what kind of man he is, and especially after this time, when we helped his family through their crisis, if I ask him to go, there shouldn't be any problem!"

"All right, then go back and talk to him!" Zhong Fabai was tempted as well. If his son could have a master at the peak of the late Yellow Rank or even stronger at his side, then the Zhong family in Songshan City would no longer have to live at the mercy of the Jin family, nor would he have to be checked at every turn by his own brother-in-law.

By then, with a true master in the Zhong family, they would have a voice in high society. At this thought, Zhong Fabai was suddenly filled with anticipation. Come to think of it, his son had done one clever thing after all, winning over the hearts of his men and cultivating an utterly devoted confidant!

If Black Panther was his, Zhong Fabai's, trusted man, then Zhang Naipao was Zhong Yongliang's trusted man! If Black Panther had not been his confidant, he would never have told him so many secrets.

After obtaining the map to Chunxing Mountain, Zhong Fabai sent Zhong Yongliang back to school, leaving only the lawyer to work on reducing Black Panther's sentence. But Black Panther had injured police officers and then escaped, so presumably his punishment would not be light.

On the way to see Brother Black Panther, Zhong Yongliang had worn a gloomy face, but on the way back to school, his face was full of joy and excitement! As long as they did as Brother Black Panther had said and sent Zhang Naipao up the mountain to train, once his training was complete, there would be nothing to fear from Wei Zhao. Then they could finish Wei Zhao off with a single lethal strike. Ha, what a satisfying thing that would be!

Just thinking about it was thrilling! Helping Zhang Naipao's family was the smartest thing he had ever done! Before, Zhong Yongliang had been reluctant to help Zhang Naipao, afraid he would get nothing in return. But now, it was more than worth it!

The moment he got back to school, Zhong Yongliang called Zhang Naipao outside the classroom. "Nai Pao, come out with me. I have something to talk to you about!"

"Brother Liang!" Zhang Naipao had grown ever more respectful toward Zhong Yongliang lately. Zhong Yongliang had not only given his family seven hundred thousand to pay off their debts, but had given an extra three hundred thousand to let his father restart his business, and Zhang Naipao was deeply grateful for it!

If it had not been for Zhong Yongliang, his family would have been finished. His father might have been driven to suicide, his younger brother might have been forced to sell a kidney, and could he and his mother have gone on living?

But Zhong Yongliang had helped his family change everything, so Zhang Naipao thanked his leader from the bottom of his heart. He felt he had truly not followed Zhong Yongliang in vain.

As soon as Zhong Yongliang called him, he hurried after him out of the classroom. "Brother Liang, what did you want me for?"

"Paozi, walk with me!" Zhong Yongliang did not state his purpose directly, but led Zhang Naipao toward the restrooms.

By now, the first afternoon class was about to begin. The restrooms in the senior-year hallway were basically empty, except for a few delinquents smoking in the boys' room.

Seeing people inside, Zhong Yongliang frowned. Zhang Naipao immediately took the hint and swaggered in with his shoulders squared. "Clear out, clear out, everybody out. Brother Liang needs to use the toilet!"

These boys were petty punks in the school, but they were nowhere near the level of the Four Young Tyrants. Although Zhong Yongliang had been beaten by Wei Zhao several times and was not as feared as before, these small-time thugs still dared not provoke him. Seeing Zhong Yongliang arrive, they all forced smiles and filed out of the restroom.

"Brother Liang, you must have something to tell me, right?" Zhang Naipao was not stupid. Zhong Yongliang would not have called him out for no reason just to accompany him to the toilet.

"Paozi, you've been with me a long time now, and there is something I want to ask your opinion about first!" Zhong Yongliang said after a moment's hesitation.

"Brother Liang, just say whatever it is. Why ask my opinion? Your opinion is my opinion!" Zhang Naipao said bluntly.

"Good!" Zhong Yongliang nodded, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, drew one out for Zhang Naipao, then stuck one in his own mouth. "I didn't befriend you for nothing, but I still have to talk this over with you. After all, this is a matter of great importance!"

"Go ahead, Brother Liang!" Zhang Naipao took out a lighter, lit Zhong Yongliang's cigarette for him, and only then lit his own.

"Paozi, there is an opportunity now that could make you a true martial arts master! Are you willing?" Zhong Yongliang asked in a lowered voice.

"Become a martial arts master?" Zhang Naipao froze. "Brother Liang, you're not joking, are you?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Zhong Yongliang said. "Paozi, you know Brother Black Panther, right? You saw the news about his escape from the police, didn't you? His strength suddenly surged, and he managed to break out even surrounded by so many police. Do you know why?"

"Could it be that Brother Black Panther is a martial arts master?" Hearing Zhong Yongliang's words, Zhang Naipao said instinctively.

"Exactly! His sect has a secret art that can rapidly boost one's strength, but it has flaws. It has a time limit, and it costs you years of your lifespan. It's not really desirable." Zhong Yongliang said.

"Brother Liang, are you asking me to learn this secret art?" Hearing this, Zhang Naipao misunderstood Zhong Yongliang's words, thinking he wanted him to learn that secret art, and he agreed on the spot. "So what if I live a few years less? No problem. Brother Liang, if it weren't for you, my dad and my little brother would be finished, and I probably couldn't have gone on living myself!"

"Paozi, you've got it wrong. I'm not asking you to learn that flawed secret art. I'm asking you to go up the mountain and train! Join Brother Black Panther's sect and become a true martial arts master!" Zhong Yongliang waved his hand. "But the process may be very hard. According to Brother Black Panther, it's like being an ascetic monk, and you must stay away from women! If you're willing, Brother Black Panther can recommend you!"

"Go up the mountain to train?" Although Zhang Naipao was a bit bewildered, he agreed without the slightest hesitation. "Brother Liang, if you tell me to go up the mountain to train, I'll go up the mountain to train! What's an ascetic monk to me? I, Zhang Naipao, have only one thought in this life, and that is to repay the kindness you have shown my family. As long as you give me this chance, I would die for you on the spot, let alone live like an ascetic monk!"

"Good! Paozi, since you have this resolve, everything will be easy! Don't worry. When you return from your training, you will be the right-hand man of our Zhong family, and together we will conquer the world!" Seeing Zhang Naipao agree, Zhong Yongliang happily patted him on the shoulder. "Then it's settled. Get ready over the next couple of days, and I'll have someone take you up the mountain!"

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