Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 500 - 468: The Wind Catastrophe

Chapter 500: Chapter 468: The Wind Catastrophe

"Have you heard? Miss Xiong has also sided with Zhang San!"

"Impossible! Our dream goddess would never side with someone like Zhang San!"

"What kind of person is Zhang San? Seizing Fuyuan Temple, that was because Feng Wei truly betrayed the martial artists of Great Sui! Pursuing Ma Licheng, those people were really colluding with Tujue martial artists! What Zhang San did, which of these deeds isn’t commendable? Tell me, what kind of person is Zhang San?"

"It’s not... well... after all, he’s from the Town Martial Office, I’m embarrassed to speak well of Zhang San!"

This topic was widely discussed among the martial artists throughout the northern part of Longyun Path recently.

On one hand, everyone knew Zhang San was a martial artist from the Town Martial Office. Although they initially admired him for fighting off the Tujue and reclaiming many cattle and sheep, they also worried that Zhang San might be positioning the Town Martial Office to suppress them, thus they felt Zhang San was not suitable. It was quite conflicting.

On the other hand, Zhang San had recently handled two significant events, both of which actually benefited the martial artists of Great Sui.

"Speaking of which, wasn’t Miss Xiong originally the orphan girl whom Zhao Qiansong rescued from Tujue’s hands from afar? Given this, it’s very normal for Miss Xiong to want to follow Zhang San."

"I heard that it’s not just Miss Xiong, but even a martial artist who fled from the Town Demon Office has followed Zhang San as well. They say it’s because they think Zhang San is a good person! Actually, think about it, since coming to the north, Zhang San has continuously done good deeds!"

As the deeds done by Zhang San spread, his reputation among the martial artists of Longyun Path gradually started to shift positively.

Especially after Zhang San intentionally spread the news that Chu Can and Black Soil were following him.

More and more martial artists, especially those looking to achieve great things, tried to contact him in every possible way, hoping to follow him and combat the Tujue.

Today, Zhang San, accompanied by gifts, came to visit the well-known Feng Family in Spring Breeze Town.

"Military Chief, why do we visit this Feng Family?"

Black Soil, also known as the widely mentioned Miss Xiong, expressed her confusion.

Zhang San smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I have some connections with the current head of the Feng Family. I should have visited earlier, but I’ve been busy. Today I had the chance, so I came to see."

As Zhang San announced himself at the doorstep, a servant soon led him inside.

Zhang San and his companions were brought to the entrance of the drawing room, where the hostess, Feng Wenqing, had already come out to greet Zhang San.

"I have seen Military Chief Zhang."

Clearly, Feng Wenqing had already heard about her own affairs.

"I wonder what brings Military Chief Zhang to grace us with his presence?"

As Feng Wenqing ushered Zhang San into the drawing room, she asked with a smile.

Zhang San smiled and said, "Speaking of which, we two, or perhaps our two families, are quite fated."

Feng Wenqing was momentarily startled upon hearing Zhang San’s words, not sure of the implication.

Zhang San continued, "Originally, when I wanted to buy a house in Jin City Fang in the Capital, I heard that there was a nice family estate at an extremely cheap price. Upon inquiry, I learned it involved a wrongful case, so I used techniques to summon ghosts and gods, and eventually found the innocent family who had been murdered, leading to their exoneration. Afterwards, I arranged for the money from the house sale and their family tavern to be sent here to the north through the Magistrate of Metropolitan Prefecture’s Government Office. Madam Feng, you must have received that money, right?"

Feng Wenqing then realized that Zhang San was the person the Magistrate of Metropolitan Prefecture had mentioned who helped exonerate her entire family’s wronged souls.

With a thud, Feng Wenqing immediately knelt before Zhang San.

"Wenqing didn’t know it was the benefactor who had arrived, it’s really..."

"It’s all right, it’s all right." Zhang San helped Feng Wenqing up and said with a smile, "I’ve heard about what you’ve been through since you married into the Longyun Path. Your husband was good to you; it’s a pity that good men don’t live long. Unfortunately, your in-laws were harsh, but luckily someone supported you. Later, with the help of the people from the Magistrate of Metropolitan prefecture’s Government Office, you were able to leave your in-laws and start anew. How are things going now?"

Feng Wenqing nodded slightly and said, "Thanks to your blessing, I’m now running a business in Spring Breeze Town. Along with the warm-hearted martial artists here, life is quite prosperous. Do you have any affairs to discuss today, benefactor?"

Feng Wenqing was smart, although Zhang San had old ties with her family and was even her benefactor.

But favors are favors, and Zhang San’s visit at this time obviously meant he had inquiries about her.

Zhang San nodded and said, "Indeed, there is a matter. Madam Feng, if you consider me one of your own, I’ll speak directly."

Feng Wenqing nodded and said softly, "Benefactor, you’ve supported the whole Feng family, please feel free to speak your mind."

Zhang San went straight to the point and asked, "Madam Feng, do you like Feng Bubian?"

Upon hearing this, not only was Feng Wenqing startled, but Black Soil, who stood by her side, was also taken aback.

Only Chu Can, who stood on the other side behind Zhang San, appeared indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard anything at all.

"This... When I was being mistreated by my in-laws, Hall Master Feng indeed helped me a lot. Also, we both share the Feng surname and might have been from the same family five hundred years ago, which is why some rumors have spread. But in reality, the two of us are innocent."

Zhang San waved his hand and said, "Madam Feng, I’m asking if you like him, not what the nature of your relationship actually is. Even I have been slandered, called the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Punishment Sect. As the Martial Chief of the Town Martial Office, could I really run off to the Heavenly Punishment Sect and become a Saint Heir? I ignore such rumors and don’t care about them; I only care about your feelings."

"Me?" Feng Wenqing wasn’t sure why Zhang San would ask such a question, but she felt that there was no need to lie in front of him.

"I like him. When I was mistreated and faced difficulties at my in-laws’ place, he dared to stand up and help me, and that’s when I started to like him. It might sound bad for a woman to have affections for another man while still in her in-laws’ house, leading to misunderstandings. But I, Feng Wenqing, began liking someone else only after my husband had died, and I am forthright and guilt-free about it."

"Good!"

Zhang San nodded his head.

"Madam Feng, your Feng family and I are connected by fate. Thus, I won’t keep you in the dark about this matter. I need to see Feng Bubian for something, and it would be tough without your accompaniment. The specifics can’t be discussed now. But once we’re there, you’ll understand."

Feng Wenqing thought about all the recent rumors she had heard about Zhang San and the family matters from the Capital back then; eventually, she gritted her teeth and chose to trust Zhang San.

Thus, Feng Wenqing, alone, followed Zhang San and others, leaving the Feng household.

Soon, the group arrived outside a secluded small courtyard in the northeast direction of Spring Breeze Town.

"Military Chief Zhang, what is this place?"

"Don’t you know? This is Feng Bubian’s residence!"

Feng Wenqing frowned and said, "But I remember that Feng Bubian doesn’t live here! Military Chief Zhang, could it be a mistake?"

Zhang San smiled slightly and lifted his hand toward the somewhat dilapidated courtyard, saying, "It’s no mistake."

The next moment, a strong wind, like a world-ending storm, instantly shattered the gate and the mud walls, tossing around the abandoned ox cart, weeds, and some farming tools.

The mud house inside also began to shake.

The next instant, a powerful might burst forth, directly dispersing the strong winds.

A man with blood-red eyes and radiating intense murderous intent, holding a bloody head and absorbing something, gritted his teeth at Zhang San.

"Feng Bubian, right? Hmm... or should I call you by another name, Lower Calamity of the Path of Calamity—Wind Catastrophe?"