Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 502 - 470: Brother, Would You Consider Being a Live-in Son-in-law?

Chapter 502: Chapter 470: Brother, Would You Consider Being a Live-in Son-in-law?

In a courtyard once owned by the Town Martial Office in Spring Breeze Town, Feng Bubian was locked in a dim cell, undergoing interrogation.

Although an interrogation was taking place, all the details about the Wind Catastrophe were crystal clear on the Town Martial Office’s side.

With the help of Niu and Bi, Zhang San had already clarified the experiences related to the Wind Catastrophe that once occurred in Southern Chen.

"It’s truly tragic! He was so close to being promoted to an Upper Heaven Calamity, but he was forcibly reduced back to a Lower Heaven Calamity by the martial artists of the Town Martial Office. Not to mention, he was beaten to a pulp, and now he has to stay in the Longyun Path to recover. Tsk tsk tsk... too tragic!"

At this moment, Feng Bubian was shackled in chains, his body further suppressed by countless runes, rendering him powerless.

"Zhang San, damn it! I hate this, why didn’t I kill you when I first saw you! I hate it so much!"

Zhang San smiled and asked, "It was Vermilion Bird who inflicted such heavy injuries on you, injuries that have not healed over these many years, right?"

Zhang San noticed that upon hearing the words "Vermilion Bird," Feng Bubian’s body uncontrollably shuddered.

That feeling was like a student who has graduated many years ago but still involuntarily tenses up when someone whispers in his ear that the teacher is coming.

"Don’t worry. Vermilion Bird said she and I have a mortal feud, so I will not hand you over to her."

Feng Bubian let out a sigh of relief, and then suddenly realized that something didn’t add up.

"You killed Vermilion Bird’s son?"

"Don’t slander me! I don’t remember doing such a thing; Vermilion Bird must be mistaken," Zhang San said earnestly, nodding with conviction.

Although at this time, the gazes of Officer Niu and Officer Bi meeting each other both silently moved away from Zhang San a bit.

"So, speaking of which..." Zhang San approached Feng Bubian and whispered, "The two of us, we have a common enemy, at least Vermilion Bird considers me an enemy, and she really is your enemy, right?"

Feng Bubian puzzledly asked, "What do you mean?"

"I know you were lurking here in Spring Breeze Town, surely hoping to incite a war between Great Sui and Tujue to gain power. After all, the Wind Catastrophe originates from war, and your Path of Calamity seeks to grow stronger naturally through cultivation, but a better method is to acquire Calamity Power. To you, war is the means through which you gain Calamity Power, right?"

Feng Bubian slightly furrowed his brow and said harshly, "Zhang San, what exactly do you want?"

Zhang San looked at Feng Bubian with a slight smile, "I’m offering you a chance, a chance to survive. You can not only just survive, but live openly and legitimately, and even regain the strength of a Lower Heaven Calamity."

At this point, Zhang San’s tone was filled with a seductive allure.

"Even... I can help you return to the Mid status and become a Mid Heaven Calamity. If your performance is good, advancing to Upper Heaven Calamity isn’t impossible."

Upon hearing this, Feng Bubian was initially shocked, then coldly snorted.

"Do you think I would believe you?"

Zhang San smiled and said, "You should know, the reason you were able to rise rapidly before was because there was a great battle when Great Sui annihilated Southern Chen, and war is what strengthens you. But now things are different; it’s been many years of peace and prosperity in Great Sui. I think that’s also why the injuries on your body haven’t fully healed over the years. Only war can make you strong. Otherwise, without war, you will only continue to weaken."

"But I’m different, as you know. Apart from my role as a Military Chief of the Town Martial Office, I also have a role in the Lingwu Army, and Kaihuang himself has ordered me to the north to join the army. Don’t you think there could be something you’d like to see happening there?"

At this, Feng Bubian’s eyes lit up.

Because once Great Sui and Tujue go to war, who wins and who loses is irrelevant; what matters is that he could gain a substantial amount of Calamity Power from this great war, thereby recovering from his injuries and elevating his Position.

"Why should I believe you? And you’ve just joined the army, why should I trust you?"

Zhang San knew that Feng Bubian was tempted, otherwise he would have continued to dismiss what he said with disdain or heckle him as before.

Now that he says he doesn’t trust enough, it indicates that he’s tempted, just lacking assurance.

Zhang San smiled slightly and didn’t continue talking to Feng Bubian, instead turning around and leaving.

Officer Niu glanced at Officer Bi and whispered, "I heard Zhang San is the closest disciple of the Pharaoh, is this method of interrogation something from Legalism? I don’t understand it."

"Neither do I. So, it must be a trick from Legalism. After all, I’ve never heard of anyone making deals with Calamities."

A few moments later, Zhang San walked in with Feng Wenqing.

The moment Feng Bubian saw Feng Wenqing enter, he lost his composure and shouted at Zhang San, "Damn you, Zhang San! What are you doing!? What on earth are you doing!?"

Then, Feng Wenqing glared at Feng Bubian and snapped, "What are you yelling about? What are you trying to do?"

"I... I’m afraid he might... hurt you because of me."

At that moment, Feng Bubian, who had always appeared fierce like a tiger before Zhang San, was now looking down and blushing like a little kitten.

"Then let me ask you, what is my relationship to you, Feng Wenqing, and why would someone hurt me because of you?"

"I... I... have... no relationship."

"Feng Bubian, I always thought you were a real man, standing tall and upright, but I never imagined you were a Calamity, one who spends his days wishing for the destruction of others’ homes and families, tearing families apart! Do you think I want to see you again? Let’s never meet again, not in this lifetime! I don’t want to see you ever again! Never!"

Feng Wenqing finished speaking and stormed off.

Zhang San watched as Feng Bubian looked dejected and weak, slightly weakened himself, he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and also left the cell, following behind Feng Wenqing.

However, just as Feng Wenqing had stepped out of the cell, not even leaving the courtyard where the cell was, he suddenly turned around to look at Zhang San.

With a thud,

Feng Wenqing directly knelt down before Zhang San.

"Mr. Zhang San, I know you have been kind to my Feng family, so I shouldn’t make this request, but I still want to ask you,"

"Please spare Feng Bubian’s life. Although I am not the wealthiest in Spring Breeze Town, I own quite a bit, and I am willing to give up half, no, eight...nine-tenths... I only need to keep a little walking-around money. I know you want to establish your own business in the north, and you will definitely need money. All that I have is yours."

"As long as Feng Bubian can live, even if he’s imprisoned forever in a cell seeing neither sun nor moon, just as long as he is alive. Is that possible?"

Feng Wenqing said, and then he kowtowed to Zhang San.

Zhang San sighed deeply and asked, "Do you love him that much?"

Feng Wenqing lifted her head and softly said, "In the past, when I was in my husband’s family, my husband passed away early, my mother-in-law bullied me, the whole clan disregarded me. Many even thought of me as a merchant’s daughter and treated me harshly. Only he helped me during my times of crisis."

"Although I am a widow, having an external male support doesn’t come across well. But I can shut my doors and live my own life, but he, as the Third Hall Master of the Wind Divine Hall, can’t just stay indoors all day."

"He has to endure more than I do."

"People say human nature is inherently good, but is human nature really good?"

"They say animals are lesser, but are animals really inferior to humans?"

"I don’t really understand this Path of Calamity or Upper Heaven Calamity. But I know, even though Feng Bubian is what you call a Calamity, at least towards me, he acts more human than others, more like a true man."

...

Inside the cell, Feng Bubian, who had been silent all along, suddenly lifted his head, glanced at Officers Niu and Bi beside him and said with a bitter smile, "Actually, I don’t consider people like you, at the peak of the Spiritual Platform Realm, worth my attention, yet now, here I am, captured by you two and in this predicament. Give me a quick end, please!"

Niu and Bi glanced at Feng Bubian.

Niu said, "Only Zhang San can decide your fate."

At that moment, Zhang San walked in, once again facing Feng Bubian, and chuckled.

Feng Bubian coldly looked at Zhang San and asked, "Would you kill me, please? I don’t believe you won’t make it hard for her. I don’t trust the people of Town Martial Office, in fact, I don’t trust the human race. Kill me, please? If you wish, you can even strip my Calamity Position, just don’t hurt her. Is that possible?"

Zhang San patted Feng Bubian’s shoulder, said genially, "Old Feng, do you want a wife?"

"Ah!?"

This exclamation wasn’t from Feng Bubian, but from Officer Niu, who couldn’t help blurting it out while watching the scene.

Zhang San turned his head and glared at Officer Niu.

Bi silently pulled Niu a few steps toward the door to prevent old Niu from affecting Zhang San.

Then Zhang San turned back, chuckled at Feng Bubian.

Feng Bubian looked bewilderedly at Zhang San, unsure of what Zhang San was scheming.

Feng Bubian had always felt that he had seen through the hearts of the people in this world, but at this moment, he felt that Feng Wenqing made him unexpectedly see such goodness in the mortal world, while Zhang San made him sense such inconceivable aspects of it.

"Although I don’t know what scheme you are plotting, as long as it’s a request from Zhang San, I will never agree!"

Feng Bubian almost gritted his teeth as he shouted at Zhang San.

Zhang San responded with a smile, "You see, you, I talked about a marriage proposal and you didn’t seem happy. If you’re not pleased, let’s forget it."

Zhang San finished speaking and deeply sighed.

"Originally, I was thinking, even though I suggested you marry into her family as the son-in-law, luckily the woman I introduced also surnames Feng. In the future, if there’s a child, that child will actually share your surname. But you don’t agree! I guess this widow might end up benefiting someone else."

"No no no! I’ll consider it..."

"Consideration is enough; I see you’re quite reluctant, after all, the identity of a son-in-law is humble."

"No no no... I agree... I agree..."

"I wasn’t clear just now, agree to be the son-in-law. You have to sign a master-slave contract with me, the kind that marks life and death. I reckon you won’t like it."

"I... um... just tell me if it’s Feng Wenqing?"

"Yes."

"Then let’s sign it! Except for her, I really... don’t have any principles."