Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 227 - 219: Zhang San’s Achilles’ Heel, Got It!_2

Chapter 227: Chapter 219: Zhang San’s Achilles’ Heel, Got It!_2

"What was that boy’s name just now?"

"I’ve inquired about it, his name is Wang Ziteng, and it’s said he comes from the Wang Family."

"The Wang Family! Could it be that Wang Family?"

The butler grinned slightly and whispered, "I’m not entirely sure, but it’s said that he’s from the Wang Family. Although he’s just a minor martial artist, even the Military Chief pays him great respect in the Town Martial Office. The only one who can control him there is Zhang San, because Zhang San is his sworn Brother San."

Hu Feipan had originally thought that if Zhang San didn’t show up, he would just take care of the people under Zhang San’s command and take control over Zhang San.

Now, having seen, he thought it’s better to let it be.

Thus, Hu Feipan waited for almost half an hour, and finally, a martial artist from the Town Martial Office came to tell him that Zhang San had finished his meal and invited him into the restaurant.

Hu Feipan was not pleased!

You just eat by yourself, don’t you know to call me?

But after all, he was in need of Zhang San, so he could only send someone to carry his sedan chair to the entrance of the restaurant, and then he rushed out of the sedan and dashed inside, covering his face.

The martial artists nearby were very curious to see Hu Feipan behave like this; did he have a face that couldn’t bear the light?

After entering the restaurant, Hu Feipan went straight upstairs to meet Zhang San.

Upon seeing Hu Feipan, Zhang San immediately bowed in greeting.

"Thank you, Governor Hu, for hosting. Waiter, this meal is on Governor Hu."

Upon hearing this, Hu Feipan had a pained expression on his face.

"Inviting Military Chief Zhang for a meal is of course no trouble; I had originally planned to invite you to my mansion for dinner tonight."

Zhang San repeatedly waved his hands, saying, "That won’t be possible, tonight we need to leave town to search for Lv Dagen’s whereabouts."

Hu Feipan quickly moved in front of Zhang San and took his hand with a heartfelt expression, saying, "Military Chief Zhang, please do stay tonight. You have no idea how arrogant the thieves from the Heavenly Punishment Sect have been in Fuling City while you were away!"

"I saw, when I entered the city this morning, all I saw were behinds."

At that moment, Hu Feipan nearly wanted to cry, whispering, "Military Chief Zhang, you’re looking for someone, aren’t you? I’ll send people to help you find him, and then tonight, please just stay in Fuling City, how about that?"

Zhang San seemed to want to nod but appeared to be in a difficult position.

After a moment, Zhang San clenched his teeth, his face filled with sorrow, and said, "Governor Hu, to be honest, it’s not that we don’t want to stay in town; we really don’t have the money! The prices in the inns here in Fuling City are too high, and so is the food. As you’ve seen, we have so many people, we really can’t afford to stay in Fuling City! I can’t have my men and these kind-hearted martial artists sleep on the streets at night."

Hu Feipan had already investigated and knew that Zhang San and his people had rented half a street’s worth of inns and empty courtyards; it was impossible that they didn’t have money.

But to make Zhang San and his people stay and prevent the Heavenly Punishment Sect from further troubling him, he could only nod in agreement.

"Military Chief Zhang, rest assured, I will figure out the lodging."

"No! We’ve thought of a solution, we just don’t have the money, I wonder if it might be convenient for Governor Hu..."

Zhang San didn’t specify what might be convenient but simply looked at Hu Feipan with pitiful eyes, his bright and hopeful eyes full of expectation.

Hu Feipan, gritting his teeth, said, "I’ll cover the expenses for your lodging and meals!"

Zhang San immediately bowed to Hu Feipan to express his thanks, praising, "Governor Hu is so generous, everybody come and thank Governor Hu."

The crowd quickly gathered around to thank Governor Hu, although at that moment, Governor Hu’s smile was filled with unease and embarrassment.

After leaving the restaurant, Hu Feipan immediately ducked into his sedan chair, instructing his butler to later send the money to the people of the Town Martial Office, then furiously shouted, "This is outrageous! Too outrageous! They’ve even dared ask for money from me, Hu! This is absolutely preposterous! Absolutely preposterous!"

The nearby butler whispered, "My lord, we can take this from the public funds!"

Hu Feipan slapped his thigh, suddenly enlightened, and said, "Right! That’s how we’ve always done it. Look at me, I’ve been so clouded by anger lately. Make sure this gets handled quickly."

The butler quickly replied with a smile, "Don’t worry, my lord, we have experience with this."

Hu Feipan immediately had his sedan chair carried back to his mansion.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the restaurant, almost all the important people were there. Wang Ziteng watched Hu Feipan and the others leave and came upstairs himself.

After all, they needed someone downstairs to handle Hu Feipan, so Zhang San had Wang Ziteng go down.

Being a pride of the Wang Family, having him there could absolutely block an upper-grade official like Governor Hu.

Now, with Wang Ziteng’s arrival, everyone knew that Zhang San must have an important announcement to make.

Zhang San’s gaze swept over everyone present.

The many martial artists there to help felt valued and were very excited.

However, some of the military chiefs and key members of the Town Martial Office knew that with Zhang San looking so serious, there must be a very important announcement coming.

Especially Wen Ruchu. For some reason, now, each time Zhang San looked at him, he always felt as if Zhang San was targeting him.

But how exactly Zhang San would target him, he had no idea.

Wen Ruchu felt that, though he had become much smarter since arriving at Chuan-Yu Road, in facing someone as cunning and deceitful as Zhang San, he still lacked a lot.

Especially since recently he had begun to discreetly investigate things about Zhang San.

Now, Wen Ruchu always had a feeling that Zhang San might have discovered his little actions, so whenever Zhang San’s gaze swept over him, Wen Ruchu always felt as if he wasn’t wearing underwear and had been caught out.