"Those people are so easy to fool. Especially after seeing all those bloody corpses—they believe anything. That’s why our Zhang Family even paid to build a shrine and carve a god statue to worship there." Colin Zhang boasted, "Every twenty years, we hold a shrine ceremony, claiming we’re picking someone to receive the blessing of the spirits. Ha! It’s just a way for the older generation to pass the secret down to the next. This secret has been kept for over three hundred years. If not for the big mess this time, the direct line of the Zhang Family still wouldn’t say a word. Now everyone in the Zhang Family knows, so it’s not a secret anymore. But you still have to keep it quiet, don’t spread it around. Hic~"
Ryan King smiled and replied, "Of course. Anything you tell me, Colin, I’ll never breathe a word to anyone else."
Because I’ll tell the third, the fourth, and the fifth person instead.
Colin Zhang nodded with satisfaction.
He really admired Ryan King.
He’s got good taste.
Other people all looked down on him, said he’d brought shame to the Zhang Family.
But Ryan King never did that. As soon as there was money, he’d drag Colin out for drinks.
That’s what real brothers and friends are!
Ryan King asked again, "So, what’s the deal with the Hidden River? And Zhang Family’s gold mine—how come I’ve never heard about it before?"