Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 225 - 218: Came Last Night, Not Tonight!

Chapter 225: Chapter 218: Came Last Night, Not Tonight!

The next day, before dawn had even broken, Zhang San had gathered all the martial artists from the Town Martial Office and other helpers to conduct a thorough search in a designated area for an entire two-hour period.

Then he hurried back to Fuling City for breakfast.

The early morning in Fuling City was rarely this bustling.

Avoiding cooking at home saved quite a bit of money, and fewer people were going out to eat nowadays.

But this morning, suddenly a thousand people arrived, each one eating more voraciously than the last.

Many breakfast vendors were overjoyed.

The martial artists accompanying the Town Martial Office, from last night to this morning, couldn’t stop eating.

They had sheep meat to eat at night, and breakfast was provided in the morning.

The only help they had provided was assisting in searching for a person within a stretch of jungle, and although they found nothing, they had enjoyed two satisfying meals.

These martial artists from the southern part of Chuan-Yu Road usually heard that wherever Zhang San led the Town Martial Office, there were cries of agony everywhere, martial artists treated like grass, and even for eradicating problems thoroughly, they’d shake the yolks out of your home hens’ eggs.

But what they saw now was even more affectionate than their own fathers!

However, just as everyone was eating, the steward from Governor Hu’s household came running over in a frantic haste, his face full of panic and unease.

"Excuse me, is Military Chief Zhang here?"

"Military Chief Zhang is over there, at the table eating fatty intestines!"

The steward immediately jogged over to Zhang San’s side, bowing deeply while also bending his body at ninety degrees, showing extreme respect.

Zhang San immediately smiled and said, "Ah, Governor Hu’s steward, do you have any clues? Come, sit down, sit down. This intestine sashimi is really good. Have a taste, have a taste."

The steward trembled in fear upon hearing the name of the dish.

"You are too kind, Military Chief Zhang, I had already eaten, I had already eaten... I come to seek you out on urgent business."

Zhang San expressed surprise and asked, "We searched outside the city with over a thousand people for an entire night and found nothing. Did Governor Hu find something in Fuling City overnight? Governor Hu is indeed fast!"

The steward awkwardly replied, "It’s not that the person was found, but rather... last night..."

The steward leaned close to Zhang San’s ear and whispered, "A fanatic from the Heavenly Punishment Sect invaded the Governor Mansion, killed many of our martial artists, and even stole a large amount of valuables."

Zhang San chuckled and retorted, "Governor Hu is known for his integrity, I don’t think there should be much of value at his home, right?"

The steward quickly realized he shouldn’t be so frantic and smiled while saying, "Indeed, not much, as our master is very honest. However... the master is very angry, so he hopes Military Chief Zhang can quickly apprehend these unlawful followers of the Heavenly Punishment Sect!"

Zhang San nodded repeatedly, then suddenly slapped the table and shouted to those around him, "Town Martial Office, listen up! There were followers of the Demon Sect from Heavenly Punishment Sect who, um... last night, right? Invaded the Governor Mansion last night and stole some valueless items. Follow me now! Wang Ziteng, you stay and pay the bill."

With that, Zhang San waved his hand, and eighty percent of the people from the Town Martial Office departed, leaving Wang Ziteng behind to pay the bill along with the rest of the martial artists eating there.

Zhang San led his men swiftly to the entrance of the Governor Mansion, preparing to rush inside as they reached the main gate.

The steward, who had to run to keep up with Zhang San, was already out of breath by the time he reached the gate.

"Zhang... Zhang... Military Chief Zhang, what... what are we doing here?"

Zhang San said sternly and earnestly, "Since something was lost within Governor Hu’s Mansion, we need to catch the thief and find the Demon Cult Followers of the Heavenly Punishment Sect — naturally, we must go in to investigate the clues!"

Originally, Hu Feipan had sent someone to find Zhang San, hoping that they could capture the people from the Heavenly Punishment Sect.

Indeed, the attack by the Heavenly Punishment Sect the previous night had really taken too many valuable items from his home.

But the steward also knew that Governor Hu had secrets, and if Zhang San found something while searching for clues, it would be problematic.

"Military Chief Zhang, you misunderstood. We definitely won’t have members of the Heavenly Punishment Sect inside the Governor Mansion. The Governor needs everyone to search for Demon Cult Followers in Fuling City."

Zhang San pursed his lips and said, "But we don’t have any clues, how would we know who the Demon Cult Followers are?"

At this moment, Hu Feipan heard that people from the Town Martial Office had arrived, so he also came out.

"Military Chief Zhang, I’m really grateful that you could come."

Hu Feipan approached and warmly took Zhang San’s hand, but then immediately stepped back a few paces.

Zhang San looked at Hu Feipan standing inside the gate and always felt that his actions just now were odd.

"I’m very sorry, because the Demon Cult Followers suddenly burst into my house and caused a lot of damage, so I had the people in the mansion clean up a bit, I’m afraid no clues were left behind."

Zhang San knew, Hu Feipan was timid due to a guilty conscience, not daring to let him inside.

Either there was still something valuable in the house he feared discovering,

or Lv Dagen was actually in his residence, and he feared being found.

One of these must be true, or perhaps both.

"Alright then, we’ll thoroughly search the entire city."

Thus, Zhang San began to have his men search around Fuling City in a half-hearted manner.

They said they were looking for the Demon Cult Followers of the Heavenly Punishment Sect, but in reality, with no clues at all, it was fruitless.

Zhang San told everyone to just look around, and to remember to pay if they bought something.

After leaving, Zhang San planned to return to his accommodation to sleep.

But he hadn’t gone far when he saw a small beggar sitting in the cool shade under a wall that had half collapsed. It was the same small beggar that only he could see before.

Zhang San approached curiously, then took out nine Copper Coins and placed them into the small, broken bowl in front of him, asking, "What do you think of Hu Feipan?"

The small beggar glanced at Zhang San and said coldly, "His house has no mirrors, and he dares not go out at will. What do you think of such a Governor?"

Even though Hu Feipan was a bit unsightly, it wasn’t to the extent that his house lacked mirrors, considering he still needed to groom himself.

With thoughts and doubts, Zhang San walked away from the small beggar and went back to his accommodation, resting well for a day.

As the sun was about to set, Zhang San once again prepared to leave the city with his men.

However, this time, the Governor’s steward came running over again.

"Military Chief Zhang, you all are about to..."

When the steward reached the city gate, he saw the martial artists of the Town Martial Office and other martial artists marching out vigorously.

"After all, we have our own mission. We are about to leave the city to look for the criminal. Does Governor Hu have any orders?"

The steward said with a troubled expression, "The Governor is worried that the thieves from the Heavenly Punishment Sect will come again tonight, and we fear that we would have to..."

Zhang San waved his hand and said loudly, "Who doesn’t know that Governor Hu is an honest official? The kind of honest official that probably made them leave in tears after visiting the Governor Mansion last night, they definitely won’t come today!"

"Besides, they already came last night, so they definitely won’t come tonight."

The expression on the steward’s face looked near tears, as he anxiously said, "Couldn’t we leave some of the martial artists from the Town Martial Office to protect Governor Hu’s residence?"

Zhang San thought for a moment, then nodded seriously.

"About this matter, I’m not saying it can’t be done. What we are saying, there’s nothing that definitely has to be a certain way. Couldn’t it be done? It’s not like that. What we’re talking about is making things possible! We can think of a way, right? So, tell Governor Hu that later, a bit later, right, later on you watch, and then we’ll handle this matter for you, alright, good or not?"