Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 129 - 128: Top Secret Mission

Chapter 129: Chapter 128: Top Secret Mission

Watching Zhang San skillfully use the Gluttonous Bag, everyone realized that when he had previously said he had no money, he was completely putting on an act!

How could this guy be such a good actor!

Even Pharaoh above couldn’t stand it anymore.

After all, from his angle, he could perfectly see the back of Lu Qingquan’s head.

Several spots were balding.

Old people can’t stand this sight.

"Zhang San! Since you have money, why didn’t you say so before?"

Hearing Pharaoh’s question, Zhang San bowed respectfully and said, "I’m someone who’s indifferent to fame and fortune, how could I possibly remember whether I have money or not. It was only because I saw Ying in such a pitiful state that I remembered I’m actually wealthy."

Pharaoh’s mouth twitched slightly, feeling that this disciple would be particularly infuriating in the future.

But luckily, the irritation wasn’t directed at himself, but at others.

After Zhang San had handed over the thirty jin of copper, he began to report to the two Principal Officers present.

"According to the regulations of the Town Martial Office, if someone accepts a long-term task assigned by an Officer, the original task remains valid until a new task is issued by the Officer, is that correct?"

Principal Officer Yue and Principal Officer Ximen both nodded their heads.

Zhang San then pointed to Ying, who from beside him was just beginning to recover her senses.

"Previously, Bai Yucheng, in his capacity as an Officer of the Chuan-Yu Road of the Town Martial Office, assigned Ying as my personal bodyguard, responsible for ensuring my safety."

"Now that Ying has completed handing over her redemption copper, there’s no need for further detention, so the original task should continue. Until the next Officer arrives and assigns a new task, right?"

Principal Officer Ximen was just about to nod, but felt there was something not quite right about the situation, so he glanced at Principal Officer Yue across from him.

Principal Officer Yue, however, hesitated.

This Zhang San has a good relationship with my daughter, doesn’t he?

Although he’s a living dead person and many aspects are already not so good, so Zhang San probably hasn’t done anything with my daughter.

But...

What is Ying thinking?

She’s Bai Yucheng’s adopted daughter, and although technically you have merit, you’re still half responsible for Bai Yucheng’s death.

Now you’re keeping her as a bodyguard by your side?

But after all, it was Zhang San himself who had made the request, and since Pharaoh didn’t seem to have any strong objections, Principal Officer Yue nodded.

"Although you are currently just a Martial Artist and not a Military Chief, you have earned a great merit and are a Ninth Rank Deputy Military Attache. It’s normal to choose a skilled protector. So, Ying will protect Zhang San, how about that?"

Ying slowly lifted her head; she still hadn’t quite understood what was happening.

It seemed like she was going to be killed and could finally meet Officer Bai, but this contemptible Demon Cult Follower she had been monitoring saved her and even helped her pay the thirty jin of copper, saving her from penal servitude.

Why, when people from the Town Martial Office were slaughtering each other, was she saved by someone from the Heavenly Punishment Sect?

Ying didn’t understand.

But seeing the look Zhang San was giving her, she chose to trust him and nodded.

After the trial, Lu Qingquan, clutching the strands of hair in his palm, announced that everyone could leave.

Immediately, Pharaoh called Zhang San over.

The two walked through the back garden of Xiongfeng Manor, with no one daring to come over and disturb them.

Pharaoh looked at his disciple with a pleased smile, liking him more and more; the more he liked him, the more he wanted to tease him.

"So you’re finally willing to become my disciple? Didn’t you rant about equality before? But today, you’ve basked in my glory, and it hasn’t been all that equal, has it!"

Zhang San, supporting Pharaoh’s arm and chuckling, said, "When I spoke of equality, I meant that you have the freedom to choose a disciple, and I have the freedom to choose a master. As we each have our own freedoms, that naturally equates to equality."

Pharaoh knew this youngster was deliberately sidestepping the issue of him benefiting from Pharaoh’s prestige and didn’t bother to dwell on it.

After all, it was just to tease Zhang San.

"Since you’re my disciple Pharaoh, will you stay at the Town Martial Office, or come back to the Ministry of Punishment with me?"

"If you go to the Ministry of Punishment, you could start at least as a Sixth Rank official, and I could also help prepare cultivation resources to assist you in breaking through to the Spiritual Platform Realm."

Zhang San had not expected Legalism to be so domineering.

They went straight to maxing out resources!

To say he wasn’t tempted would definitely be a lie.

But for some reason, there seemed to be a voice in Zhang San’s heart constantly telling him he must not leave the Town Martial Office.

"Thank you, Master, but I plan to practice well in the Town Martial Office first. After all, going to the Ministry of Punishment means dealing with lawsuits every day, which means less contact with people. At the Town Martial Office, I can get different training; when I go to the Ministry of Punishment in the future, I can even be of help to you," he said.

The Pharaoh laughed, understanding that Zhang San did not wish to follow him, and nodded his head.

What Zhang San really wanted to tell the Pharaoh was that he had undergone the Soul Cleansing Technique and had a past affiliation with the Heavenly Punishment Sect.

But he still hadn’t figured out what his exact association with the Heavenly Punishment Sect had been.

If he had been just a pawn, then there was no point in mentioning it.

But if he wasn’t, it wasn’t easy to explain right now, and it seemed like he was hiding something, which didn’t feel right either.

This was something he would still need to investigate when he had the chance.

The mentor and apprentice chatted for a while longer before the Pharaoh finally left.

As soon as Zhang San finished talking with the Pharaoh, he was summoned by two Principal Officers.

Once inside, Principal Officer Yue immediately had a maid serve Zhang San a bowl of milk tea.

Zhang San glanced at the big bowl of milk tea and then at the maid with her collar wide open, wondering what Principal Officer Yue’s motive was.

Inviting me for milk tea?

Is this milk tea proper?

After the maid had left, Principal Officer Yue spoke up, "Zhang San, did you notice anything particular about that maid just now?"

Zhang San was startled and recalled for a moment, noting she was pretty good-looking with a nice figure, slender waist, and certain parts above her waist that were less slender.

"It’s fine, just say whatever you’ve noticed," Zhang San said.

Principal Officer Ximen also spoke up.

Seeing that they wanted him to speak, Zhang San was ready to oblige.

"Both Principal Officers, when I observed the maid just now, her footsteps were not light, which suggests that she is likely not a martial artist. However, her appearance seems well-preserved, probably due to having taken some anti-aging pills. So, although she ostensibly is a maid, she must be a favored servant," Zhang San reported.

"Then, I noticed her gaze. She seemed to be walking in my direction when she entered, but she glanced at Principal Officer Yue twice, which indicates she must be Yue’s maid."

Both Principal Officers nodded slightly, indeed that was the case.

They had wanted to test Zhang San’s observation skills and hadn’t expected them to be so acute.

"What I am about to say may be offensive. Since the maid’s collar was quite open, I accidentally saw a little bit of... cough cough..."

"I am afraid that last night... cough cough... "

Principal Officer Ximen looked up at the rafters, pretending he hadn’t heard anything just now.

With his face red, Principal Officer Yue cursed inwardly: I shouldn’t have insisted on choosing this brat!

"Cough cough... Zhang San, the reason we called you here is to assess your observational skills, as we have a top-secret task to entrust to you. We’ve been holding off on this because we couldn’t find the right person, but now we believe you are the perfect candidate. The only thing is..."

"This mission is top-secret. Once you hear the details of the task, you cannot refuse."

"Will you listen?"

Inside his heart, Zhang San pondered: they know I’m the Pharaoh’s disciple, so they surely won’t give me an especially dangerous task. Ninety-nine percent chance this task is a windfall.

Thus, Zhang San nodded.

Seeing Zhang San’s agreement, both Principal Officers also showed smiles.

After all, being a disciple of the Pharaoh, if they sent Zhang San on this mission, Legalism wouldn’t just sit idly by!

The Town Martial Office wouldn’t have to invest more manpower and resources, virtually guaranteeing a profit!

Then, with a face both mysterious and serious, Principal Officer Yue informed Zhang San, "This task, in fact, is very simple."

Zhang San asked curiously, "What’s the content?"

"You, Zhang San, are to become our man inside the Heavenly Punishment Sect for the Town Martial Office!"