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A chair was moved over.
Indeed, she was a "fairy," but the problem was, even if I told you who she was, you wouldn't recognize her.
Su Han sat down and said, "I am here on behalf of a high-ranking official from Tiandu, sent to discuss matters regarding Lin Yuan."
Zhang Biao's expression changed again.
A savior invited by the Lin family? A high-ranking official from Tiandu? Had Lin Yuan established connections all the way to Tiandu?
Zhang Biao, being a local tyrant used to having his way, relied on his boss, Ma Batian, for support and mingled with the powerful, so he wasn't easily intimidated. Moreover, Su Han looked quite young; if Lin Yuan truly knew some big shot, he certainly wouldn't send such a young person.
However, since the other party was indeed from Tiandu, Zhang Biao couldn't afford to offend him immediately without knowing more. He sneered and asked, "Lin Yuan? Who is Lin Yuan? Zhao Hu, do you know Lin Yuan?"
Zhao Hu, his top disciple who understood his thoughts best, quickly replied, "Isn't he the son of the big businessman Lin Yuan from Linjiang City? I heard he has been kidnapped and the kidnappers are demanding a ransom of Five Hundred Thousand Taels of Silver."
"How outrageous! In this peaceful era, how could such lawlessness occur? Boss Lin is an honest businessman; even if he sold everything he had, he couldn't raise such a huge sum," Zhang Biao feigned innocence. "Linjiang City has always been peaceful; it's truly embarrassing that such a thing has happened."
Su Han smiled lightly. "Lord Zhang, I am also here at someone else's request. The person who entrusted me with this task has significant influence; theoretically speaking, it wouldn't be difficult for him to mobilize an army and turn Linjiang City upside down..."
"Are you threatening us?" Zhao Hu exploded in anger.
Zhang Biao waved his hand. "Let Master Su continue."
Su Han remained calm and unhurried. "But he also mentioned that Lord Zhang is Ma Batian's most favored disciple and is known for being reasonable and understanding. Once you arrive in Linjiang City, as long as you seek out Lord Zhang, you'll surely find a solution. Let's be friends; perhaps we'll meet again in the future. If Lord Zhang has the opportunity to visit Tiandu, I will certainly host a banquet to welcome you!"
His words were a mix of soft persuasion and subtle pressure—neither servile nor arrogant—combining threats with flattery. Moreover, he played a psychological game. The less he revealed about his true identity, the more mysterious he appeared to the other party; without absolute certainty, they would not dare to turn hostile easily.
As expected, Zhang Biao grew increasingly curious about this person's identity. It seemed he really had some significant background. He also understood that even if Lin Yuan sold off all his assets and family members, he could never gather Five Hundred Thousand Taels of Silver. The demand for such an astronomical ransom was merely a warning to Lin Yuan about who truly held power in Linjiang City and left room for future negotiations.
In Linjiang City, there is a saying: "Ask for a sky-high price, pay on the spot."
Zhang Biao pondered for a moment. "Although I don't know who entrusted Young Master Su with this matter, it did happen in Linjiang City. As a local gentry, I cannot turn a blind eye. Fortunately, I have a few friends in the martial world, but those brothers also need to make a living. Here's what I'll do: I'll do my best to negotiate. Within seven days, I will gather Two Hundred Fifty Thousand Taels of silver, even if it means offending those brothers."
"Is there no room for negotiation?" Su Han asked, while discreetly observing Zhao Hu beside Zhang Biao. He furrowed his brow slightly and involuntarily took a small step forward with his left foot, only to quickly retract it.
"This is already the lowest limit," Zhang Biao said as he picked up his tea. "Otherwise, if those people go mad and Boss Lin's son loses his life, that won't be my fault."
"Understood." Su Han stood up. "Seven days, Two Hundred Thousand Taels. But if Lin Yu loses even a single hair within those seven days, I will not let this matter rest. Farewell!"
"See you off!"
As Su Han stepped out of the hall, he suddenly halted and leaned closer to Zhao Hu's ear to whisper a few words.
Zhao Hu was taken aback but saw Su Han clasp his fists together. "I will definitely be waiting for you!"
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