Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 462 - 436: Thanks to Big Brother Peng Hu!

Chapter 462: Chapter 436: Thanks to Big Brother Peng Hu!

After selling the cattle and sheep, it was already noon, so Zhang San took Changsun Wuji and the personal soldiers who came with him this time to a restaurant in Spring Breeze Town to have a good meal.

The food in the army was just okay, nowhere as delicious as the dishes in the restaurants outside.

Furthermore, since today wasn’t a day for missions, but simply a day to sell goods, Zhang San also let Changsun Wuji’s personal soldiers drink a little, as long as they didn’t get too drunk.

Thus, everyone’s fondness for Zhang San greatly increased.

Setting aside whether he had talent or not, after all, talent was personal and had nothing to do with others, but the man was truly generous.

Just for that reason alone, many of Changsun Wuji’s personal soldiers were almost at full fondness for Zhang San.

After finishing the meal and leaving the restaurant, Zhang San and others departed from Spring Breeze Town and headed in the northwest direction.

Because Spring Breeze Town was located to the southeast of Lingwu.

But at this moment, Zhang San noticed that there was also a troop of soldiers leaving Spring Breeze Town, but they were heading in the direction of the northeast, slightly north.

Zhang San curiously asked, "Where is that troop going? Why aren’t they returning to Lingwu?"

Changsun Wuji explained, "That’s the Shuofang Army, not our Lingwu Army."

"Shuofang Army?"

"That’s Mei Fei’s territory. Mei Fei’s troops are stationed in Shuofang. Look at their banner, it has ’Peng’ written on it. Just by looking, you can tell it’s Peng Hu’s troop. Peng Hu is both gluttonous and lazy, and he comes to Spring Breeze Town now and then for a binge. If it wasn’t forbidden by military regulations, he’d probably relocate all the restaurants in Spring Breeze Town to his camp!"

Clearly, this time Peng Hu was indulging his cravings again, having come to Spring Breeze Town to satiate his appetite.

Upon hearing that it was Peng Hu, Zhang San’s eyes lit up.

"Speaking of which, before I arrived at the Lingwu Army camp, I was fortunate to encounter soldiers sent by Peng Hu on a southern patrol who saved my life."

Saying this, Zhang San glanced in the direction of Peng Hu’s troop.

"Changsun Wuji, you go back first. When you see the Military Envoy, tell him I have encountered Peng Hu and am going over to thank him for the life-saving favor from before. I’ll return later!"

After finishing, Zhang San did not give Changsun Wuji the chance to reply, and rode his horse chasing after Peng Hu’s troop.

Peng Hu was riding a tall horse, busily trying to dislodge a piece of vegetable stuck between his teeth with his tongue.

At that moment, a personal soldier beside him said, "General, someone is coming towards us. They’re from the direction of the Lingwu Army’s troop."

Peng Hu’s brows furrowed; he didn’t know anyone from Changsun Family’s side.

Was it trouble?

But just one person coming over to cause trouble?

Just then, before the newcomer had come close, he called out loudly, "Could it be the General Peng Hu of Shuofang?"

Hearing the tone of this voice, full of excitement and eagerness, Peng Hu did not seem like he was looking for trouble, so he stopped his horse and looked towards the newcomer.

Damn it, where did this pretty boy come from, looking so handsome!

"Indeed, it is I. Who comes?"

Seeing a good-looking person, Peng Hu became irritated.

If I hadn’t been so unattractive back in the day, I wouldn’t have had to drug my own junior martial sister.

In the end, it’s all because these good-looking people have raised my junior martial sister’s expectations! Humph!

"I am Zhang San. I had just arrived at the army recently, and I heard it was General Peng Hu’s patrolling soldiers who saved me. Regrettably, they fell victim to the Heavenly Punishment Sect, which I deeply lament. Today, seeing General Peng Hu, I especially came to offer thanks."

When Peng Hu originally heard it was Zhang San, he couldn’t help but be startled.

He thought the incident from before had been leaked.

But then he realized this Zhang San had no idea and thought it was his own men who had saved him.

Well, it was better for them to die at the hands of the Demon Cult Followers of the Heavenly Punishment Sect. Otherwise, it would have been troublesome if Zhang San discovered that Peng Hu bore him ill will.

"No worries at all, we are all soldiers, and it is only right to help each other."

"It’s fate that we met today, General Peng Hu, so I’ll see you off. Along the way we can become more acquainted," said Zhang San cheerfully.

Upon hearing Zhang San’s words, Peng Hu couldn’t help but feel that they were completely at odds with what Zheng Poyue had told him.

In Zheng Poyue’s description, Zhang San was a despicable, shameless, and calculating villain.

Even the image of Zhang San that formed in Peng Hu’s mind was that of an ugly antagonist, with a sharp chin, monkey-like cheeks, and shifty eyes, even uglier than himself.

But upon actually seeing him, the young man was full of vigor, his eyes clear and bright, seeming more like an inexperienced rich young master, naive and ignorant of the ways of the world.

How could such a person possibly be a cunning little man?

Perhaps it was because Zheng Poyue had been defeated by Zhang San that he had exaggerated his description of him.

After all, if Zhang San was indeed a lowly schemer, Zheng Poyue’s defeat could be attributed to Zhang San’s despicableness, not to an inability to best him.

With this thought, Peng Hu felt relieved and said with a smile, "Alright then, let’s go together."

So Zhang San accompanied Peng Hu’s troop in the direction of Shuofang.

Zhang San would one moment praise Peng Hu for having a name that befits a great general.

Then he’d say Peng Hu’s thick arms were a sure sign of his natural strength and bravery, urging Peng Hu to teach him some skills whenever possible.

Along the way, Peng Hu felt quite dizzy from all the praise.

He felt as if Zhang San could verbalize every single one of his worthy attributes.

Despite finding good looks annoying, Peng Hu acknowledged that Zhang San’s unique insight was commendable.

Finally, when Zhang San saw that they were approaching the Shuofang Army camp and knew it was inconvenient to enter, let alone the danger he might encounter within, he drew close to Peng Hu and whispered, "General Peng Hu, you could say you’ve saved my life. I must repay this debt. But having just arrived and holding no official rank, I’m not in a position to help you substantially. Here’s what I can do..."

Zhang San lowered his voice even further, making sure only the two of them could hear.

"I can’t remember how many soldiers died by the hands of the Demon Sect Followers to save me. So, when you report the number for their compensation, that’s your own affair."

"Rest assured, if anyone asks, I’ll confirm whatever number you give."

Hearing this, Peng Hu burst into hearty laughter.

Zhang San, he’s got people skills!

He might not be able to offer money directly, but he’d found a way to let Peng Hu profit.

"Since you, Brother Zhang San, can’t remember, I’ll go back and count carefully before making the report. I vaguely recall there were around two hundred."

Feigning sorrow, Zhang San said, "What a pity. Such brave warriors!"

The two chatted idly for a while longer before Zhang San took his leave.

"Big Brother Peng Hu, you head back to the camp. I need to return as well. The Changsun Family brothers are pretty good to me over in the Lingwu Army. It’s just their father, Changsun Bubai, who’s a real pain!"

Peng Hu, hearing this rift between Zhang San and Changsun Bubai, was secretly delighted.

Once back at camp having changed his clothes, Peng Hu realized the potential risks in what Zhang San had agreed to and immediately sent for Zheng Poyue.

Upon arrival, Zheng Poyue was briefed on Peng Hu’s encounter with Zhang San.

"Younger Brother, do you think Zhang San is genuinely grateful to me, or is he setting a trap?" Peng Hu asked.

Zheng Poyue chuckled and said, "Zhang San is a man who pays back in kind. If he knew that the troops you sent weren’t there to save him, but to seize an opportunity to kill him, he wouldn’t be acting like this. And..."

"Zhang San is quite the strategist. It’s just like him to think of a way to curry favor without spending a penny. After all, given his poor relationship with Changsun Bubai, if he forges ties with us, it would be convenient for him to defect to the Shuofang Army later, wouldn’t it?"

That made sense to Peng Hu.

"Well, this time, I won’t stand on ceremony. I’ll cozy up to Zhang San in the future. Once he lets his guard down, Younger Brother, that will be your chance to get your revenge!" Peng Hu exclaimed.

Zheng Poyue immediately bowed in gratitude, excitedly shouting, "Thank you, Big Brother!"