Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 220 - 213: You Can Claim Compensation from the Town Martial Office

Chapter 220: Chapter 213: You Can Claim Compensation from the Town Martial Office

West of Longevity Lake, Eagle Rock.

This was the place Zhang San and several other teams from the Town Martial Office had agreed to meet.

The previous journey would have been much easier by water, but now to get to Fuling City in Lingzhou, they had to take the faster land route.

However, Zhang San hadn’t expected that as soon as he arrived at Eagle Rock, he would find the people from the Town Martial Office already in conflict with other martial artists.

"Stop!"

With a leap, Zhang San jumped right into the center of the fierce battlefield.

Hearing someone arriving, many martial artists from the Town Martial Office immediately retreated.

Seeing the Town Martial Office personnel retreating, the opposing side also fell back.

Zhang San, who had just landed on his feet, surveyed his surroundings.

But at that moment, a retreating martial artist from the Town Martial Office suddenly drew his blade and struck at the waist of an enemy martial artist passing by him.

Pu—

By the time the attacked martial artist perceived the wind sound behind him, it was already too late to dodge.

Just then, Zhang San boldly drew his blade.

Horizontal Blade directly decapitated the martial artist from the Town Martial Office.

Thud.

The fallen martial artist from the Town Martial Office still had his eyes wide open in death, not understanding why someone had attacked him.

Wasn’t it he who had launched a sneak attack?

The martial artist who was saved, although thankful to Zhang San, was baffled when he saw Zhang San’s clothes and realized that he belonged to the Town Martial Office.

Behind Zhang San, Wen Ruchu furiously exclaimed, "Zhang San! How dare you kill a colleague without authorization?"

Zhang San glanced at the martial artist standing somewhat at a loss in front of him, waved his hand at him to go back, then slowly turned around to look at Wen Ruchu.

Zhang San remembered that the martial artist who had just tried to launch the sneak attack belonged to the Wen Family.

If it had not been someone from the Wen Family, Zhang San would of course have been cautious in his actions, but since it was, he had no reservations.

"I already ordered everyone to stop, and those who do not comply are disobeying orders, seizing the opportunity to create chaos, even committing insubordination! Wen Ruchu, consider yourself lucky that I didn’t accuse him of treason," he said.

"You..." Wen Ruchu was furiously about to charge at Zhang San when he was stopped by the old servant, Uncle Liu, who was beside her.

Zhang San scanned the crowd and asked, "What exactly is going on here? From your side, let three people come out - you, you, and you, and tell me everything one by one."

After questioning the martial artists from the opposing side, Zhang San also called a martial artist from the Wen Family, followed by Ximen Jinxing and other martial artists to inquire again.

Three people called out from each side, and upon a careful inquiry, they managed to find out what exactly had happened.

As it turned out, Wen Ruchu, along the way south, relying on his current status as a person from the Town Martial Office and also being the young master of the Wen Family, inevitably looked down upon other martial artists.

This led to a conflict with some of the local martial artists.

A conflict was not a big deal in itself.

But Wen Ruchu, being the proud young master of the Wen Family, could not possibly settle by shaking hands and making peace.

So, from an initial minor conflict, a battle eventually broke out, leading to Wen Ruchu killing a few martial artists.

Unfortunately, one of the victims was a decent person, well-liked by others.

Of late, the Town Martial Office had been suppressing various major powers along the Chuan-Yu Road, and ordinary martial artists would turn heel and leave as soon as they saw personnel from the Town Martial Office, fearing trouble. Yet, the Town Martial Office still targeted them.

Such suppressions caused already struggling martial artists to start grouping together.

Moreover, many other Military Chiefs did not agree with Wen Ruchu’s actions, so they did not offer help.

The result was the large-scale battle that had just erupted.

After understanding what had actually happened, Zhang San cupped his fist in the other hand towards the thirty-some martial artists opposite him and then deeply bowed.

"Gentlemen, Wen Ruchu is a subordinate of mine, Zhang San, and all of this is a result of my lack of control. I, Zhang San, am willing to accept punishment," he said.

As he spoke, Zhang San took out paper and pen he carried with him, and while writing, he asked the martial artists opposite, "Since the beginning of this altercation, how many martial artists have you lost altogether?"

The martial artists facing them exchanged looks, all terrified when they realized this man was none other than Zhang San.

This is freaking Zhang San we’re talking about!

The one who could obliterate Mysterious Soldiers Sect in an instant and had Corpse Nether Sect shaking with a mere threat. Rumors even had it that he could enter the Female Sect Master’s room of Pure Stream Sword Sect whenever he wished to at night.

Such a character, revered and ruthless, was way out of their league to provoke.

Yet now they found that Zhang San’s attitude was rather amiable, unlike the image of a man who killed without batting an eye as the legends suggested.

"Six dead, one severely injured, and I’m afraid the injured one won’t last much longer," they said.

Zhang San sighed and spoke, "I do not distinguish by realm because a life is a life. But the dead cannot be resurrected, and that’s beyond my ability. I have written a letter; take it to Xiongfeng Manor and find Officer Third Miss Gan. Tell her it is a request from me, Zhang San."

"My salary as a martial artist for the Town Martial Office is roughly forty pieces of gold annually. Ten years would be four hundred taels. For these seven men, I compensate with three thousand taels of gold. Two thousand eight hundred are for the deaths of these seven martial artists, which can’t bring them back but serves as compensation to their families. The remaining two hundred taels are my apology to you all."

As he spoke, Zhang San finished writing the letter, bowed respectfully to the martial artists across from him, and presented it with both hands.

The martial artists on the other side were stunned.

Four hundred taels of gold for a life!

Many martial artists wished it had been them who had died!

But they also knew this was Zhang San’s benevolence. If it had been that dog bastards from the Wen Family, compensation would have been the last thing to expect.

The leading elder martial artist stretched out his hands and accepted the letter from Zhang San.

Zhang San straightened up, glanced with disdain at Wen Ruchu behind him, and then surveyed the Wen Family martial artists by her side.

"This time, how many people from the Town Martial Office have perished? Including this recent one?" he asked.

The leading martial artist on the other side said with an embarrassed expression, "Just this one person. We still can’t defeat the forces of the Town Martial Office."

Zhang San nodded, then raised his hand and waved behind him.

In an instant, countless vines sprouted from the ground.

The vines, like claws, snatched up the six Wen Family martial artists from behind Wen Ruchu.

Wen Ruchu was startled, and Uncle Liu, fearing Zhang San might hurt Wen Ruchu, quickly stood in front of her to protect her.

In the next moment, Zhang San drew Horizontal Blade again.

Tiger’s Life Spirit Gang surged along with the Blade Intent.

There was a thudding sound.

In mid-air, the six True Core Realm martial artists held by the vines were bisected by Zhang San’s single strike.

"These seven lives are the justice delivered by the Town Martial Office to you all. I hope in the future when you meet other martial artists, you inform them that the Town Martial Office never bullies any martial artist," Zhang San declared.

The leader watched as the vine-dropped halves of bodies piled on the ground and nodded.

Indeed, this Zhang San was a real hard case, killing off his own people without hesitation, six with one blow!

It was only then that Wen Ruchu came to her senses. Uncle Liu, blocking his young master exclaimed at Zhang San, "Zhang San, do you dare kill people of the Wen Family?"

Zhang San looked coldly at Uncle Liu.

"Not taking your young master’s life into account is already out of respect for the Wen Family. Don’t forget your current status! On Chuan-Yu Road, conduct yourselves with tails between your legs if the Wen Family can stay. If not, leave!" he retorted.

Uncle Liu, furious, released his might, targeting Zhang San.

However, Zhang San’s Blade Intent and might were enhanced in the Ghost Domain and he was eager to test them.

In a flash, two different forces collided.

Zhang San’s might, defensive as it was, barely held its ground against the onslaught.

Uncle Liu knew that if he genuinely harmed Zhang San, things would get complicated.

The Wen Family had just barely secured a chance to join the Town Martial Office, and beyond causing chaos en route, he had also opposed his superior. He immediately withdrew his might.

But sensing Zhang San’s might, Uncle Liu realized that although Zhang San was the same age as his young master and a level below him in realm, his combat strength was incomparably greater.

To think that his young master, even among the Four Young Masters of the Capital, stood out.

Zhang San, this man, would definitely become a roadblock for his young master, one that must be removed!