Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 249 - 240: Record of 800 Shattered Souls

Chapter 249: Chapter 240: Record of 800 Shattered Souls

By the time Zhang San returned to the Town Martial Office, he was covered in blood from head to toe.

The people of Xiongfeng Manor were terrified when they saw Zhang San holding the injured White Shadow upon his return.

"Once the injuries are taken care of, just get Lu Qingquan to notify the Treasury to bring some pills, I need to go to my room first, no one should come over."

Zhang San, upon seeing Fang Cunzai approaching, handed over White Shadow to Fang Cunzai. His tone was full of coldness, devoid of any concern or worry.

However, White Shadow didn’t let Fang Cunzai carry her, instead, she stood beside him, leaning on his arm.

Fang Cunzai looked at Zhang San’s departing figure with curiosity, "What’s with him? I heard that a man only has that kind of sour face when he’s been dumped by a woman."

With that, Fang Cunzai couldn’t help but take a few careful looks at White Shadow and asked in a low voice, "Did you reject him?"

White Shadow glared at Fang Cunzai and said coldly, "If you’ve got nothing better to do, go get the pills for me!"

After shouting at Fang Cunzai, White Shadow glanced at Zhang San’s retreating figure.

On the way back, White Shadow had noticed something was off about Zhang San, then Zhang San showed her the recording in the ledger.

Just the recordings from three Jade Scrolls were enough to make White Shadow, her body trembling, uncontrollably shed tears.

She had never imagined that the benefactor who had raised her from a young age was such a person.

She was even more shocked that every single one of those ledger entries had been obtained at the cost of a woman’s life and immense suffering.

After Zhang San returned to his room, he took out the ledger and by depleting his own Qi, he made the images and sounds contained in the Jade Scrolls manifest.

He then used Feng Chengying to record everything that had happened inside, both the images and the sounds.

It took an entire day and night for Zhang San to record all the content.

During this period, even Big Head Wang didn’t dare to enter, and had to make do spending the night in Wang Ziteng’s room.

By the next day, close to evening, Zhang San had finished recording all the content.

Afterward, Zhang San brought out a small mirror and took out an abacus to contact Cui Jiu.

As Cui Jiu’s face appeared in the mirror, he took a glance at Zhang San and said softly, "Why do I feel like you are marked by a blood disaster? Have you offended someone recently?"

"I’ve offended your [beep] stinky [beep], you spout so much [beep] [beep] every day..."

Cui Jiu looked innocently behaved, not understanding why Zhang San was so angry today.

Normally he would never see Zhang San curse, but today he got an earful of it.

"What’s wrong? In a bad mood?"

After venting his anger, upon hearing Cui Jiu’s gentle tone, Zhang San felt a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I was in a bad mood just now and lost control for a bit."

Cui Jiu smiled lightly, "No problem, no problem. It was my fault for not being careful when I spoke just now."

"In the future, I’ll make sure to swear at you when I’m in a good mood, so you won’t get cursed at just because I’m in a bad mood."

Cui Jiu felt that Zhang San was quite considerate, though there was something odd about what he said.

"Right, why the sudden contact?"

Zhang San said in a low voice, "I’ve got my hands on the ledger, and I’ve recorded everything using Feng Chengying. It’s all stored in a Storage Ring."

Cui Jiu frowned, not understanding, and asked, "You could have just copied the ledger, so what’s this about recording it with Feng Chengying?"

"I’ll do it my [beep] way, you stinky [beep]..."

"Okay, okay! Alright! Whatever you say goes, is that good? How are you going to get the ledger to me?"

Zhang San took a deep breath, trying his best to calm down.

Although he had just witnessed over five hundred dark deals and an equal number of women’s screams, Zhang San’s current state of mind was truly explosive, but he still tried to calm himself and regain his composure.

"I’m being watched now, most likely by the Crown Prince’s men, but I can’t rule out the possibility of others. Therefore, I can’t personally deliver it to you. Find a tavern and, tonight, I’ll have someone send it over to you."

Cui Jiu’s brow furrowed, and fear showed on his face, but he couldn’t help but speak up.

Zhang San saw that Cui Jin was afraid of being scolded again and said, "Don’t worry, she’s my person, absolutely trustworthy. I was in the Town Martial Office, and she was there. I went to the Heavenly Punishment Sect, and she followed."

Only then did Cui Jiu feel relieved.

After handling Cui Jiu’s matter, Zhang San finally pushed the door open. Without changing out of his bloodstained clothes, he went to White Shadow’s door and knocked.

After White Shadow opened the door, Zhang San entrusted her with the task of delivering the account book to Cui Jiu.

After all, since he couldn’t leave, White Shadow was the most suitable choice.

Moreover, she was aware of his undercover mission.

"If Cui Jiu asks, you just say..."

Zhang San was about to speak but hesitated.

White Shadow smiled, knowing what Zhang San was hesitating about.

"I am an adopted daughter of Bai Yucheng. What happened to him upset me a lot, and it was you who helped me. Since then, I’ve stood by your side, which is very normal. Sometimes, a woman’s choice needs no reason. Besides, for this account book, I... I stand unconditionally by your side."

Zhang San nodded, expressed his gratitude to White Shadow, and then left to see Third Miss Gan.

This time, after Third Miss Gan examined the Magical Treasure Zhang San brought, she nodded slightly.

Zhang San was surprised to see Third Miss Gan so composed.

Being a modern-day person, Zhang San’s ability to receive and process information far surpassed that of the people of this era, yet even so, he was now struggling to control his own ferocity.

But Third Miss Gan appeared unperturbed.

Third Miss Gan seemed to notice Zhang San’s shock.

"Young man, wait until you have personally seen at least ten thousand people die before your eyes, from smiling while they were alive to dying with their eyes still open, then you can be as unruffled as Big Sister here," she said.

Speaking, Third Miss Gan patted Zhang San’s shoulder, then picked up the Mysterious Weapon that Ouyang Zhen had previously sent her and took out a set of Body-Protection Spirit Armor from the Storage Ring.

"This thing is called the Eight Hundred Souls-breaking Record, originally a Magical Treasure used by the Demon Path to enhance one’s aptitude by adding a portion of the talent from those recorded to the user. However, it has been used as an account book by Bai Yucheng. Yet, this account book involves too much; once delivered, who knows how many people will die. Therefore, I must deliver it personally to the Capital."

Zhang San couldn’t help but be stunned.

"Do you think it’s just as simple as catching some officials involved? Who stands behind each person? Where does all this money ultimately go? How many people and families are entangled in these matters? If Kaihuang truly decides to strike down, I fear more people will die than all the dead I’ve seen in my lifetime! Especially since it might even involve the one from the Eastern Palace!"

Zhang San knew this was indeed a matter of great significance.

It was even possible that Kaihuang might depose the Crown Prince because of it.

"Once I leave, there will be no one to protect you on the Chuan-Yu Road. After all, many still think you have the item, so you must be careful, understand? Don’t let it be that when I come back, I can only see your corpse!"

"Yes, Big Sister."

Though still somewhat worried, Third Miss Gan had nothing good to offer Zhang San; in the end, she could only pat his shoulder again.

"Find Wei. His skill in escaping is the best in the world. If it really comes down to it, just run. Stay alive until I come back, got it?"

Zhang San nodded.

Only then did Third Miss Gan feel at ease, and she began to pack up, preparing to head for the Capital.

After leaving Third Miss Gan’s company, Zhang San immediately returned to clean up and changed his clothes.

That very night, he went straight to find Wei.