Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 156 - 153: Whatever You Lose, We Compensate! (Two in One)_2

Chapter 156: Chapter 153: Whatever You Lose, We Compensate! (Two in One)_2

Of course, since she was the foster daughter of Bai Yucheng, when everyone saw her, they didn’t have much of a pleasant expression.

And now, seeing Zhang San suddenly come to find her left her somewhat surprised.

"Everyone keeps their distance from me, so why have you come?"

Zhang San looked at White Shadow, who was wiping her short sword in the courtyard, and walked in with a smile.

"I just came to see how you’re feeling. After all, your next task is to protect me, but if you’re busy or in a bad mood, I can give you some more time off."

Originally, White Shadow thought Zhang San was very much like those from the Demon Path, and she couldn’t wait to thrust a sword at that place while he was peeing.

But later events made her realize that some people might seem detestable but aren’t necessarily bad.

Some people might treat you well, but they are not necessarily good people either.

"I’m much better now. After all, I am a martial artist from the Town Martial Office, so I can’t let the Town Martial Office support me for nothing. Speak up, is there a task or something?"

Zhang San wasn’t sure if White Shadow was really alright or just pretending to be strong.

But since she said she was fine, and even stood up and thumped her chest as she said it.

Such a big guarantee, he had to believe her!

"There’s no specific task, it’s just that I want to forge something, but Xiongfeng Manor doesn’t seem to have a forging place. It just so happens that the investigation about you is clear now, proving you are innocent. I came to tell you that and also to ask if there’s a good place around here to forge things."

After thinking it over, White Shadow replied to Zhang San with three words: "Red Dragon Mountain!"

That very day, Zhang San and White Shadow left Xiongfeng Manor and headed for Red Dragon Mountain.

On the way, through White Shadow, Zhang San also learned about Red Dragon Mountain.

Red Dragon Mountain is one of the Town Martial Office’s strongholds on the Chuan-Yu Road.

But it is different from other strongholds of the Town Martial Office.

At regular strongholds of the Town Martial Office, no one knows that they belong to the Town Martial Office.

However, at Red Dragon Mountain, almost everyone knows that it is the Town Martial Office’s territory.

Originally, Red Dragon Mountain housed a sect called Red Dragon Sect.

Red Dragon Mountain raised a Red Dragon and, therefore, didn’t take the Town Martial Office seriously.

When the Town Martial Office was first established, the Red Dragon Sect behaved arrogantly, spewing all kinds of discontent towards the Town Martial Office.

After all, the Town Martial Office had slim resources at its inception, so at that time, they endured the sect’s bravado.

After all, I don’t lose any flesh for the insults you hurl at me.

Later, as the Town Martial Office gradually developed and gained strength, many Martial Path Sects toned down their arrogance, not daring to be reckless.

But Red Dragon Sect seemed oblivious or perhaps the hot geographic location of Red Dragon Mountain had cooked their brains, because they still treated the Town Martial Office like it was the same weak organization that could be easily bullied at the beginning.

This time, not only did they speak harshly, but they even helped some martial artists wanted by the Town Martial Office escape.

At this point, the actions of the Red Dragon Sect were crossing the line.

But if you wore a mask and denied everything after the deeds were done, the Town Martial Office couldn’t do much.

However, the Red Dragon Sect openly admitted to their actions.

They boasted about being righteous!

Lately, when the Town Martial Office sent people to question them, couldn’t they have just softened up?

But they wouldn’t!

They even killed the officers from the Town Martial Office that went there!

Killing a few and letting a few run away, they acted as if they feared nothing: Call people, then! I dare you to call for backup!

And then... they were annihilated by the Town Martial Office.

The Hidden Principal Officer of the Town Martial Office, Vermilion Bird, personally took action, even stewing the physical body of the Red Dragon Sect’s Red Dragon.

Then he sealed the Red Dragon Soul beneath the magma of Red Dragon Mountain to aid everyone in forging weapons.

With the Red Dragon Sect wiped out, the various Martial Path forces of the Chuan-Yu region became exceedingly meek.

This was the first time Zhang San had heard of the Town Martial Office’s record of annihilating a sect.

He was even more curious about what Red Dragon Mountain was actually like.

Upon arriving at the foot of Red Dragon Mountain, Zhang San looked up at the towering peaks piercing the clouds and began to understand the reasons for the former arrogance of the people from the Red Dragon Sect.

The terrain looked easily defended but difficult to attack, and with a dragon at home, it was indeed easy to get cocky.

Unfortunately, excessive arrogance rarely ends well.

Zhang San and White Shadow rode their horses to the foot of the mountain, where martial artists from the Town Martial Office on guard duty immediately came over, inquiring about their identities.

Upon seeing the tokens of Zhang San and White Shadow, the other party started the registration process.

Zhang San couldn’t help but be curious and asked White Shadow, "Do we really need to register when entering our own stronghold?"

"Red Dragon Mountain is different from other places. Here at Red Dragon Mountain, not only do our own martial artists come, but martial artists from other Martial Path forces also come to rent forging platforms to forge weapons. So more than half the people on Red Dragon Mountain are actually not martial artists from the Town Martial Office."

Zhang San then understood that Red Dragon Mountain was more of a semi-public, semi-private forging platform for the Town Martial Office rather than just a stronghold.

At this moment, the person in charge of registration completed their information and handed White Shadow’s token back with both hands, then casually flicked Zhang San’s token away.

It fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Sorry, my hand is injured, couldn’t hold it properly, you’ll have to pick it up yourself."

If it weren’t for the disdainful roll of the registrant’s eyes, Zhang San might have actually believed him.

"It’s okay, I can see you are always single; it’s inevitable to have a hand injury. I’ll pick it up myself."

Zhang San said, using a Wood Series Spell, a blade of grass on the ground grew thick and sturdy, coiling around the token and lifting it into Zhang San’s hand.

Zhang San took out a handkerchief and, in front of the registration officer, meticulously wiped the token several times over.