In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

Has the Zhang family plundered the entire Persian Empire?

"By the way, young master, this is the list. These should be mostly correct, and the people in charge are all elderly members of the family."

These are also the gifts the Persian Grand Church bestowed upon the prince!

Akhal-Teke, Elephant Horse...Sherman's Horse?

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the so-called Dragon Elephant Horse, which was just the Sharma of later generations.

Moreover, they had clearly mutated or become stronger, with their shoulder height alone reaching seven or eight feet.

This "seven feet" doesn't refer to a seven-foot-tall man, but rather to a measured length of seven feet, exceeding two and a half meters, and totaling over one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).

They skipped over the top-tier Kunlun slaves, noticing the Damascus steel had increased from two hundred ingots to five hundred—clearly, the three hundred ingots were a bonus; and there was also a top-tier carpet of about one hundred square meters…

Finally, there was a precious sword, as a testament to the friendship between the two sides.

Looking at these things, Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help but frown.

The fact that the Persian religious leader suddenly gave him these things is definitely not normal; he must have something in mind.

"Who accompanied the Persian chief priest?"

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"The people accompanying you? Young Master, you mean..."

"Uncle Zhang is an old hand at this, how could he not understand that there's no such thing as a free lunch?"

"I see!"

Uncle Zhang nodded, understanding Zhang Xiaoshan's meaning.

Those who treat the virtuous with respect and courtesy will inevitably have something to ask of others.

However, Zhang Xiaoshan didn't hold back. As long as it didn't violate his principles, he would take action and sabotage at the same time.

He also speculated that this might be related to the Zoroastrianism in the Central Plains.

It's a complete mess there; maybe I can get involved.

The ten Kunlun slaves were all over ten feet tall, which is 2.45 meters, more than a head taller than Zhang Xiaoshan.

The tallest one was estimated to be over three meters high, while Zhang Xiaoshan only reached its chest.

Considering that dwarfism is common in the West today, the fact that these black slaves were so tall speaks volumes about the strength of their genes.

........ ......

"Young Master, what should we do with these Kunlun slaves?"

"First, let them do hard labor at the docks, and pay them according to their usual wages."

Once the Nanyang fleet arrives, take them to Nanyang, give them the status of henchmen and bodyguards, and let them settle down and make a living there!

These people are not suited to live in the Central Plains.

'Young master is merciful!'

"Thank you, kind master, but Dabar is willing to follow you as your servant!"

Suddenly, the tallest Kunlun slave knelt down and worshipped Zhang Xiaoshan in a devout manner.

Even Uncle Zhang was surprised by this scene.

You speak Chinese?

"know a little!"

Beneath Dabar's seemingly honest face, Zhang Xiaoshan could clearly see a treacherous smile.

Zhang Xiaoshan frowned, then suddenly grabbed Dabar's arm and instantly understood everything. Dabar was clearly a top-notch expert!

"Your Excellency is the envoy of the Persian General Church this time!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang suddenly looked bewildered, staring in disbelief at the black slave in front of him.

Dabar knew he had been exposed when Zhang Xiaoshan tested him.

In their plan, these Kunlun slaves were undoubtedly the top choice for guarding the house.

This was also a plan that King Bosu came up with after seeing the Silla maid.

Silla maid, Bodhisattva barbarian, Kunlun slave!

But to their surprise, Zhang Xiaoshan directly ordered them to go to Southeast Asia to "mine," which completely disrupted their plans.

Moreover, the moment he made the slightest movement, this extremely cunning young man saw through his deception at a glance.

Chapter 146 The Persian Black Mountain Envoy, Fourth Ghost Corpse

"The Persian Grand Master of the Black Mountain greets Young Master Zhang!"

Black Mountain Envoy?

It's impossible for the Persian sect to accept a black man as a high-ranking member, but aside from his unparalleled mastery of true qi, his physical cultivation is likely at the pinnacle of martial arts. It's not impossible for him to become an envoy on par with the three envoys of wind, cloud, and moon.

After all, strength is paramount, and the black slave before him is likely one of his subordinates.

"Is your joke a bit too much?"

Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes gleamed, staring at Dabar like sharp swords.

If he had relaxed his guard just now and let these guys slip through, the black slaves, because of their 'special' status, would certainly not have taken precautions.

This is an attempt to uncover the Zhang family's secrets.

Therefore, once the killing intent arose, it was as if the world changed color, and a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere permeated the entire scene.

Even Zhuge Zhengwo, who had been watching this place, was so shocked by the Persian sect's actions that he was speechless.

Who says the Hu people are simple and honest?

Is that what you call being easily fooled?

Their methods were so cunning that if they hadn't encountered the little fox, they would have been devoured without a trace.

After all, who would have thought that a vicious wolf was mixed in with these black slaves?

"The Persian Grand Master harbors no ill will towards the young master. The arrival of the Black Mountain here..."

"I don't want to hear any of this. Since you want to be a slave in the Zhang family, then I will grant your wish. This will also be a way of repaying the kindness of the Persian Grand Master!"

How could Dabar, the envoy from Montenegro, not understand that Zhang Xiaoshan was furious?

The moment Zhang Xiaoshan struck with his palm, he quickly blocked with his own palm. The palm, which was no smaller than a palm-leaf fan, was so large that it shocked everyone who saw it.

Bang!

The two extremely powerful palm strikes caused both Zhang Xiaoshan and the Black Mountain Envoy to shudder and take a step back.

So strong!

The Black Mountain Envoy looked at the young man before him. He had used seventy percent of his power, thinking it would be enough to intimidate him, but unexpectedly, they were evenly matched.

"Born with superhuman strength? So that's how it is!"

Seeing that the Black Mountain Envoy was a full twelve or thirteen feet tall, he immediately understood the other party's talent.

However, this only intensified Zhang Xiaoshan's murderous intent.

The Great Banner of Wind and Cloud!

What was once a simple palm strike has now transformed into a palm strike with an invisible, sweeping, and powerful aura, carrying the might of wind and thunder, as it strikes forth.

As the palm strike came crashing down, the Black Mountain Envoy couldn't help but be on guard and unleashed a full-force punch.

The punches are like shooting stars, seemingly without any fancy moves, but in reality, the power of the punch has been concentrated in one point.

Black Mountain Envoy was not qualified to cultivate the Sacred Flame Token martial arts, but he was exceptionally talented. With the help of a superior martial art, Thunderclap Fist, he cultivated it to his current level. Moreover, his body was physically strong, and he had reached the pinnacle of external martial arts.

boom!

With a thunderous roar, the intertwined forces erupted with a power that shook mountains and rivers, and the blade-like energy swept across everything around it.

However, immediately, Zhuge Zhengwo and the others all had their pupils shrink.

In the midst of the terrifying confrontation, it was discovered that the goods behind Zhang Xiaoshan and the manager, Uncle Zhang, were completely unharmed.

In contrast, the tall, strong black slaves were all thrown three zhang away, rolling like gourds, and finally lay motionless, several of them killed by the shock.

Despite this seemingly all-out burst of power, Zhang Xiaoshan still retained at least 30% of his strength, which is why he was able to achieve such a feat.

"So powerful! Is this the strength of the Zhang family's young master?"

For a moment, even the experts around were shocked.

The sheer force of their clash was enough to show that both men's martial arts skills had reached the pinnacle, yet Zhang Xiaoshan still held the upper hand.

"Hahaha, very good! Very good!"

With his murderous intent gone, Zhang Xiaoshan suddenly laughed.

The surrounding crowd was puzzled, but only Zhuge Zhengwo understood that Zhang Xiaoshan had his eye on the other party.

However, he didn't say anything. Neither of them were good people, and as long as Zhang Xiaoshan didn't cause trouble, he had no reason to target the other party.

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, it just means it's very good, let's go!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoshan disregarded martial ethics, and to everyone's astonishment, three bronze-armored warriors abruptly entered the arena.

Three bronze-armored warriors formed a three-dimensional formation, surrounding the Black Mountain Envoy. Everyone watching this scene could easily understand Zhang Xiaoshan's meaning.

Despite having the upper hand, they still lacked martial ethics, which gave them a new understanding of Zhang Xiaoshan.

The cunning little fox!

"If you're a man, let's have a duel between samurai!"

"idiot!"

Ghost One, Ghost Two, and Ghost Three moved simultaneously, covering the upper, middle, and lower routes. Black Mountain Envoy Dabar directly used 'Iron Block', preparing to withstand the attack head-on.

boom!

To everyone's shock, the towering black slave was sent flying ten feet away by the combined might of the three bronze-armored warriors, embedding himself in the warehouse wall.

That was the foundation of the concrete poured by the Zhang family. If it weren't for the ten-zhang distance that absorbed most of the force, it would have directly penetrated the three-foot concrete layer and crashed into the basement of the warehouse.

"It's good that you're not dead. Take him away!"

Three bronze-armored warriors pulled the Black Mountain Envoy out directly.

If the bronze-armored warriors were conscious, they would definitely criticize the black slave's arrogance, using 'iron blocks' in front of them—wasn't that just courting death?

The force just now was so terrifying that even Shikan Juexin would have been killed by it.

However, this black slave was exceptionally talented, and after two encounters, Zhang Xiaoshan had already figured out his opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

"Wait, Young Master Zhang, the Black Mountain Envoy is..."

"Find someone with influence to talk to me. As for the Black Mountain Envoy, since he wants to become a slave of the Zhang family, then he will be a slave of the Zhang family from now on."

Zhang Xiaoshan scoffed and began inspecting the goods.

As for the Persian warriors, they dared not utter a single word of rebuttal.

The Black Mountain Envoy was a Templar Knight of the Persian Church, rumored to be the top expert in the Persian Church, but unexpectedly, he couldn't even withstand a single move from the opponent.

Especially the seemingly scholarly and exceptionally pampered young master before them.

In the two encounters just now, I was not at a disadvantage in either of them, and was even better than the Black Mountain Envoy.

As for them?

　1.9 Originally, we wanted to give them a free identity so they could start over in Southeast Asia.

Uncle Zhang, hire someone to cure them. They'll be provided with food and lodging for free; they don't need to worry about anything else. If they don't work, they'll get a beating every day.

"Yes, Master!"

They were almost scammed by a group of black slaves, and even Uncle Zhang, who was in charge, was furious.

It took more than two hours for the cargo from the dozen or so boats to be completely unloaded and moved into the warehouse.