Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 493 - 461: Zhang San Hosts a Banquet

Chapter 493: Chapter 461: Zhang San Hosts a Banquet

Over the course of three days, Zhang San and Changsun Wuji had been leading people to Spring Breeze Town to sell cattle and sheep. During this period, everyone began to jokingly call Spring Breeze Town the "land of cattle and sheep."

Even people from some towns further south had come to Spring Breeze Town specifically to sell cattle and sheep.

After all, the number of cattle and sheep here was so great that one could say there were as many as one wished to buy.

But on the third day, Zhang San suddenly discovered that although there were only five or six thousand sheep left, some were hard to sell.

Zhang San found Changsun Wuji and asked, "I see there are quite a few customers at the market today, so why are there fewer people buying our sheep? Is it because the public order has been poor lately?"

Zhang San had heard that recently, someone went out with his scantily-clad wife, and if someone so much as glanced at the wife, it was called harassment, followed by a beating.

Zhang San was worried that such behavior might affect his own business.

But Changsun Wuji just shook his head and said, "That’s not it. It’s because yesterday afternoon, Mei Fei’s people came to buy sheep. After all, the Shuofang Army also wants to eat something good. If they can’t snatch it, they can only come and buy it!"

Zhang San asked curiously, "What does their buying have to do with our inability to sell today?"

"Mei Fei, such a face-conscious person, naturally wouldn’t send people to buy sheep openly. Also, seeing how much money you’re making, do you think that old fellow wouldn’t be jealous?"

Zhang San asked with curiosity, "Then what happened?"

"Hehehe... What happened then is that he’s been revealing your past everywhere, right? Now, almost half of the martial artists in Spring Breeze Town know that you, Zhang San, were originally a martial artist from the Town Martial Office, and also the first Military Chief without being at the Spiritual Platform Realm. So, guess what these martial artists’ attitude toward you, a person from the Town Martial Office, might be?"

Only then did Zhang San realize that it was Mei Fei who had deliberately released the news.

After all, many people love mutton, but in fact, martial artists consume it even more due to such warm tonics; just like the Wind Divine Hall buying hundreds at each visit.

Recently, White Cloud even came and directly bought two thousand.

Now that everyone knows he is a Military Chief from the Town Martial Office, they might worry that he is here to establish a branch of the Town Martial Office, and then to suppress them.

Naturally, they would be wary of him.

"Got it. You continue hawking here. I’m going to take a walk around."

Changsun Wuji wanted to retort about what he meant by hawking, but considering he couldn’t beat Zhang San, he eventually learned to keep silent.

As Zhang San wandered around Spring Breeze Town, he quickly learned of an inn where he could meet with an old friend he hadn’t seen in a long time.

"Zhang San, you’ve finally come."

Zhang San smiled at the man and said, "Chu Can, I can’t believe you’re still holed up in this little inn, never going out."

"To want to stay alive, what is there that one can’t endure."

Zhang San knew Chu Can had had a hard past, so it seemed there was indeed nothing so bitter that Chu Can couldn’t swallow.

"Do me a favor, I need to find a reliable person to send a message to all the martial path forces, as well as some martial path experts, in Spring Breeze Town and the surrounding towns. It might take a long time."

Chu Can nodded and said, "It’s just running errands, easy. Give me the messages and the destinations, and I’ll go send them right away."

At that point, Zhang San took out a stack of paper and ink from his Storage Ring, and using the Rubbing Technique he had learned from Shen Bao, he wrote one letter, then began furiously copying and pasting it.

Chu Can, watching the pile grow to over a hundred letters, couldn’t help but be shocked.

"Are you trying to challenge the entire martial community of the northern Longyun Path?"

"That’s not necessarily the case; it’s just the more renowned martial factions from Lingwu to Shuofang, extending southwards to Spring Breeze Town, and then some famous experts,"

Zhang San had already received this information from Officer Niu before.

After all, Zhang San intended to establish a branch of the Town Martial Office in the northern regions of Longyun Path, so naturally, he needed to understand the local martial factions.

"Martial factions all have their own bases, so the letters can definitely be delivered. But these experts, some might not be at their residences. If they are not around, just leave the letters. Make sure they all receive the letters before dawn tomorrow because I will host them for a banquet in Spring Breeze Town at noon. Any later, and they won’t be able to make it."

Chu Can had not expected that, after such a long time without seeing him, when Zhang San finally came to him, it would be for such a big task.

He could only grit his teeth and say, "Alright."

Chu Can started delivering the letters by noon, and many martial factions, especially those in Spring Breeze Town, went straight to Wind Divine Hall to probe the situation as soon as they received Zhang San’s letters.

After all, Wind Divine Hall was not only the largest martial faction in Spring Breeze Town but also the mightiest across the entire northern Longyun Path.

If Wind Divine Hall decided to attend, everyone would naturally follow suit.

But if Wind Divine Hall chose not to go, then it would be a matter for careful consideration for the others.

Thus, by evening, many people found excuses to visit Wind Divine Hall.

However, everyone knew that the Hall Master of Wind Divine Hall was in seclusion all year round, and the Second Hall Master was a martial fanatic who paid little attention to the affairs of Wind Divine Hall. The one truly in charge of the entire operations of Wind Divine Hall was the Third Hall Master, Feng Bubian.

At this moment, in the banquet hall of Wind Divine Hall, Feng Bubian was hosting a dinner for the guests.

"Everyone came today, lending luster to our humble Wind Divine Hall. I’ll drink first; everyone else, please feel free."

All across Spring Breeze Town and even further south, many martial factions knew that although Third Hall Master Feng Bubian was of average strength, having only just entered the Spiritual Platform Realm, he was a decent man, sincere in dealing with others, and especially admired for his devotion in love.

However, everyone also knew that Feng Bubian did not wish for others to discuss his romantic affairs, so they naturally avoided the topic.

"Master Feng, our visit today is actually to inquire about something. Tomorrow, Zhang San is hosting a banquet for us; what is Wind Divine Hall’s stance on this?"

Feng Bubian knew they came for this matter.

After all, Wind Divine Hall was the first to receive the letter.

With a smile and raising his cup, Feng Bubian said, "As you all know, our Wind Divine Hall’s Hall Master is in closed-door cultivation all the time, waiting to break through to the Purple Mansion Realm and then take on the Tujue. The Second Hall Master is thoroughly absorbed in martial pursuits; I can’t even find him most days. I’m the only one busy managing everything from top to bottom in Wind Divine Hall, so I really can’t get away! Of course, these are my personal reasons, and I will naturally send someone to apologize to Zhang San later. After all, he is a rising star in the military. But as for the rest of you, weigh the matter carefully, weigh it carefully."

Feng Bubian’s words were watertight, but everyone could hear that Wind Divine Hall was reluctant to interact much with Zhang San from the Town Martial Office.

Therefore, the next day at noon, Zhang San had laid out banquet tables in the restaurant and waited, but from noon until 17 p.m., not a single person had come.

At this point, Officer Niu, a Secret Officer, came from behind the restaurant. Upon reaching the front hall and seeing Zhang San still waiting, he said softly, "All the martial factions received your letters, but... Wind Divine Hall is not coming, and the others don’t want to get involved with the Town Martial Office. Today, no one will come."

Zhang San smiled and shook his head, saying, "Whether they come or not is not important. What’s important is that I, Zhang San, am here waiting for them until the evening lamps are lit. This is the respect I, Zhang San, show to the martial artists of the northern Longyun Path."

Hearing Zhang San’s words, Niu instantly realized that Zhang San actually knew that none of these people would come this time.

Even, Officer Niu noticed that many tables were not even set with dishes. He figured Zhang San had probably just paid for the venue and ordered a table for himself.

As a result, Officer Niu sat by Zhang San’s side for the entire afternoon, waiting until the sun set and lamps began to glow in the evening.

Zhang San walked out of the restaurant, looked at the quiet entrance for a moment, and said with a smile, "Ah, they do not know what kind of person I, Zhang San, am. If they did, they would surely have come."