The Mysterious Card Maker: Starting with Zhang Jiao's Deification

A dozen minutes later.

The two arrived at Zhao Zhong's ward, which was not originally his bedroom, but was relatively intact and had been temporarily converted into his ward.

As soon as he opened the door, a faint fragrance wafted into Lin Fan's nostrils. The ward was clean and tidy, without a trace of the mess left after the battle, and there were even a few potted plants in the corner.

In this nearly abandoned manor, this place seems somewhat out of place.

At this moment, Zhao Zhong was sitting on the bed with his legs wrapped in thick gauze and one leg propped up on the bed frame.

He didn't look like he had suffered any serious injuries, but Lin Fan noticed that a small room had been set aside next to the main room, and he could see into it through the broken door.

Inside, a doctor was leisurely sipping hot tea, ready to be called upon at any moment.

In addition, two servants stood beside Zhao Zhong. One was holding a tray and guarding Zhao Zhong, while the other was responsible for serving tea and water. The third servant stood aside, ready to give orders at any time.

Zhao Zhong was slowly sipping a cup of hot coffee, looking more like he was on vacation than recovering from an injury.

He saw the door being pushed open, looked up, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Mr. Lin, you've arrived." His gaze then fell on Su Wanqing, who was walking ahead. "I was wondering why I couldn't find you. Turns out you went to see Mr. Lin."

He waved his hand, glanced at the servant standing motionless beside him, and sternly reprimanded, "Our distinguished guest has arrived! What are you standing there for!"

The servant looked tired, but after hearing Zhao Zhong's reprimand, he forced a smile at Lin Fan and immediately ran to the side to pour water.

Seeing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The differences between people can sometimes be quite significant. While people outside are busy clearing the rubble and rescuing the injured, some people can't even find a bed to sleep in.

However, nothing had changed for Zhao Zhong; the only difference was that the room wasn't as big as before.

Zhao Zhong looked at Lin Fan with a smile, "Mr. Lin, you caused quite a stir when you were making the card. I presume the He Jin card is finished by now?"

As they spoke, Zhao Zhong gently placed the coffee in his hand onto the tray handed to him by the waiter, and then naturally extended his hand to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't reply immediately. His gaze met Zhao Zhong's in mid-air. "Mr. Zhao, there's no rush with He Jinka. I have something I'd like to ask you!"

Seeing that Lin Fan hadn't produced any cards, Zhao Zhong's face flashed with displeasure, but he still said, "Mr. Lin, please speak!"

"Lin Fan wants to know where the [Purifying Talisman] came from?" Su Wanqing, seeing the two talking so politely, asked directly.

Upon hearing Su Wanqing's words, Zhao Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Fan with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Mr. Lin, I've given you everything you asked for before. Now that you're acting like this, I'm starting to doubt whether you've kept your promise."

Zhao Zhong paused for a moment, then waved to the people beside him, "You and the doctor go out first."

After everyone had left, Zhao Zhong continued, "Mr. Lin, you haven't made what I asked for yet, have you?"

"I will give you what you want."

Lin Fan said somewhat guiltily, after all, Zhao Zhong had given him his reward in advance, and he hadn't given him what Zhao Zhong wanted.

Now, asking Zhao Zhong to provide information about the secret realms where the [Cleansing Talisman] is produced is indeed a bit unreasonable, Lin Fan understands.

After all, the other party had already given them what they had agreed on beforehand, while they had not yet produced the He Jin card that they had promised.

The atmosphere in the room immediately turned cold, and the smile on Zhao Zhong's face gradually faded.

Seeing that Lin Fan hadn't made a move, he narrowed his eyes slightly, already having a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"Mr. Lin, if the card hasn't been made yet, then it seems there's no point in us continuing this discussion."

His tone lacked its usual politeness and carried a hint of coldness.

"Uncle!" Su Wanqing really wanted to say something for Lin Fan, but Zhao Zhong glared at her and shut her up.

"Business is business after all. I've never liked people who just ask for things but can't deliver results."

At this point, his gaze slowly fell on Su Wanqing, "And I think Wanqing has told you about the fate of this kind of person."

Immediately afterwards, a faint killing intent slowly emanated from his body, which Lin Fan, as a card maker, clearly sensed as his mental strength far surpassed that of ordinary people.

That murderous intent didn't seem like he was just trying to scare him; Zhao Zhong had genuinely considered it!

Lin Fan was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Zhao Zhong.

"Three days. Give me three days. Once I've recovered, I'll make the He Jin card for you." Lin Fan paused before continuing.

"At that time, I only hope that Mr. Zhao can tell me the secret realm information produced by the [Purification Talisman]."

"That thing is very important to me."

Zhao Zhong stared at Lin Fan for a few seconds. When he saw Lin Fan's serious expression, the corner of his mouth turned up, and the oppressive aura dissipated at that moment.

He picked up the coffee from the bedside table, took a small sip, and said, "I hope Mr. Lin won't disappoint me this time."

Lin Fan didn't say anything more, because he couldn't produce He Jin at the moment. For Zhao Zhong, there was no point in continuing the discussion. They could only wait for the producer and He Jin to talk about it later.

"Then I won't disturb Mr. Zhao's rest any longer," Lin Fan said to Zhao Zhong.

Zhao Zhong waved his hand, gesturing for them to proceed.

It was now completely dark.

The corridor outside was unusually quiet at this moment. Some injured people were lying on the ground in the corridor, and the originally spacious corridor now seemed a bit crowded.

There were no more places to rest in the entire manor at this moment. The available rooms were mainly reserved for the seriously wounded and some important personnel.

The remaining people had no choice but to make do in the corridor. After all, the glass here is not airtight, so it would be more comfortable at night.

Lin Fan slowed his pace as he watched this scene. Compared to Zhao Zhong's clean and tidy ward, this place looked more like it had truly experienced a disaster.

Just as he reached the top of the stairs, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

"Lin Fan, wait for me."

Lin Fan turned around and saw Su Wanqing walking quickly towards him.

However, her complexion was clearly not good at the moment. Her already pale face now showed even more unpleasantness.

Lin Fan looked at Su Wanqing in silence for a moment, and finally said, "Thank you."

Su Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "What are you thanking me for?"

"You had a falling out with your uncle because of me, didn't you?" Judging from Su Wanqing's expression when she came out, he could roughly guess what had happened inside.

Su Wanqing probably spoke up for him quite a bit, but Zhao Zhong certainly wouldn't say it.

Su Wanqing said to Lin Fan, "I told him that you are someone who can even create a Purple Domain Nine-Star, so creating a He Jin should not be a difficult task."

She walked up to Lin Fan, her tone tinged with helplessness, "But my uncle only wants what he wants, and no matter what I say, it's no use. It seems I can only wait until you make the He Jin card before we can talk about it."

As they chatted, they walked out of the building. Lin Fan looked at the dilapidated buildings in the manor and headed towards the building where he had woken up earlier.

Su Wanqing had nowhere to go at the moment, so she silently followed behind Lin Fan. But when the two arrived at the place, they found that it had already changed.

The room, which was originally quite empty, has now been converted into a temporary ward.

The room was crammed with three or four injured people. The window that had been shattered earlier had been blocked up with a heavy metal cabinet.

Even so, the cold night wind would still keep blowing in through the gaps.

A night watchman saw the two standing at the door. His gaze first fell on Su Wanqing's face, and he said with some surprise, "Miss Su, it must be hard work for you to patrol so late."

Su Wanqing smiled but didn't say anything. She couldn't very well tell the injured people that this was their room and ask them to find somewhere else.

The two looked toward the room, and the night watchman seemed to understand something. "I'm sorry, there aren't enough rooms available in the manor, so this will have to be converted into a temporary ward for now."

Lin Fan nodded slightly, without saying anything more. He just stood at the door, looking at the wounded inside, unsure of which way to go.

The night watchman noticed Lin Fan's predicament and spoke up:

"The Card Association has begun clearing out the remaining eerie structures around the manor."

The night watchman looked at the two of them and continued, "If you have nowhere to stay, you can go to the city. Many people with minor injuries have already gone there."

"With your strength, even if you encounter a few strange creatures on the road, nothing should happen."

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze, slowly exhaled, and looked at Su Wanqing beside him. "Let's go. It seems we'll have to find somewhere to stay tonight."