Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 503 - 471: Misunderstanding! It’s all a misunderstanding!

Chapter 503: Chapter 471: Misunderstanding! It’s all a misunderstanding!

"Have you heard? Zhang San just took people and captured Feng Bubian, the Third Hall Master of the Wind Divine Hall!"

"Nonsense! Feng Bubian is one of the top powerhouses in the Spiritual Platform Realm. How could Zhang San capture him?"

"It’s true, someone saw Feng Bubian seriously injured and being taken away by Zhang San’s men!"

"Why don’t I believe it? What capabilities does Zhang San have that even Feng Bubian could be... Huh!? Isn’t that Jia Tulong, the Second Hall Master of the Wind Divine Hall?"

At this moment, the entire martial realm of True Spring Wind received an important piece of news: Jia Tulong had left his abode.

Among the three Hall Masters of the Wind Divine Hall, the Grand Hall Master had been in seclusion for years. Except for repelling a Tujue powerhouse with a single blow two years ago, there had hardly been any news about him.

It felt like he was in a state where one needed to observe him just to confirm that he was still alive.

Very Schrödinger.

Although many had seen the Second Hall Master, everyone knew that Jia Tulong was obsessed with martial prowess.

There were only three scenarios where one might encounter Jia Tulong.

The first was when he challenged other formidable cultivators and returned in triumph. At such times, he would make his way to the Wind Divine Hall, but not without taking all possible detours around Spring Breeze Town to let others know of his victory.

The second scenario was quite the opposite, usually involving him challenging a strong opponent and then returning with a swollen nose and beaten face, trying to sneak back unnoticed, only to be accidentally spotted by someone.

But Jia Tulong was a magnanimous person; even when others saw him in such an embarrassing state, he would neither intimidate them nor make threats. Instead, he would simply shout "It’s not me" while quickly scurrying back to the Wind Divine Hall.

The third scenario meant Jia Tulong was out to ’deal with someone.’

This ’dealing’ was purely that: dealing!

It involved violence only, with no mischief mixed in.

So, this time when Jia Tulong was seen carrying his Subduing Tiger Staff, storming out of the Wind Divine Hall in a fury with Steward Bai and a troop of men following closely behind, everyone knew something was about to happen.

Especially since there had just been rumors about Zhang San capturing Feng Bubian, the Third Hall Master of Wind Divine Hall, the people of Spring Breeze Town sensed a storm approaching.

At this moment, many followed the procession from the Wind Divine Hall to join in the spectating.

Before long, the crowd had arrived at the gates of a rather modest residence.

Jia Tulong slammed his Subduing Tiger Staff onto the ground with great force.

A loud clang resounded, causing the ground nearby to tremble for a moment.

Jia Tulong intended to shake the ’Zhang Mansion’ signboard off the residence with the impact.

But despite exerting such great effort and even manipulating Qi to create powerful vibrations, the signboard above the door didn’t budge.

Jia Tulong was somewhat annoyed. With so many onlookers, his staff had made such an impact on the ground, yet he hadn’t managed to shake down the opponent’s signboard. It was a blow to his face, wasn’t it?

Therefore, Jia Tulong thrust his Subduing Tiger Staff down a second time with even more force, releasing plenty of Qi in the process.

Another loud clang.

This noise was felt even by those inside the courtyard.

Someone even dropped something not so important yet very important while sitting in the privy.

But the signboard above the gate still did not fall.

As Jia Tulong was about to attempt a third time, the gates of Zhang Mansion were pulled open, and out walked Miss Xiong, Xiong Heitu.

"I thought there was some beggar knocking on the ground at the gate with a stick. Turns out it’s Hall Master Jia from the Wind Divine Hall. May I ask, Hall Master Jia, do you have any orders for knocking on the door of my residence like this?"

Jia Tulong still wanted to continue his rivalry with the doorstep signboard, but seeing someone come out, he asked directly, "Did Zhang San take away Feng Bubian, the Third Hall Master of my Wind Divine Hall?"

Miss Xiong gave Jia Tulong a slight smile, bowed with her hands clasped and said, "My family’s Military Chief said ’You can eat things indiscriminately, but you can’t talk without proof. Everything must be based on evidence.’ If Hall Master Jia speaks without evidence, that won’t do."

Though Zhang San’s original words were, "You can touch a butt random, but you can’t talk without evidence."

But Heitu thought it would be better to modify it slightly, as to not easily provoke the other party.

"Evidence? Someone clearly saw Zhang San taking Feng Bubian away with his own eyes! That’s evidence!"

"Where is that person? Stand out and explain the situation! I see many martial artists have come here; surely someone must have seen it, right?"

Jia Tulong immediately looked around at the people, and then an awkward moment ensued.

Because no one had actually seen it.

Although the joint effort of Niu and Bi to deal with Feng Bubian made quite a commotion, there was indeed no one around at that time.

And when Zhang San took Feng Bubian away, it was also without any eyewitnesses.

Seeing that nobody stepped forward, Jia Tulong couldn’t help feeling annoyed.

The news had spread so convincingly just now that he had hurriedly grabbed his weapon and charged out, but now there was no one to confirm it!

Jia Tulong knew that one needed a suitable pretext to take action.

Like if he wanted to hit someone, he would propose a ’friendly spar,’ and if the other agreed, he would give them a beating!

If the other refused, he would accuse them of looking down on him and then proceed to beat them up!

But now, without any pretext, things were awkward.

However, Jia Tulong knew a method to ease the awkwardness: change the subject.

"Miss Xiong, I must say, your Zhang Mansion’s signboard is quite nice. It hung there very firmly, didn’t it?"

"Oh, you mean the signboard?" Miss Xiong replied, "It’s not a signboard, actually. The original one kept falling off, so Military Chief Zhang one day simply took it down and carved the words ’Zhang Mansion’ directly into the door using Horizontal Blade technique."

No wonder the damn thing wouldn’t come down! Jia Tulong cursed inwardly.

"Now that I’m here, please invite me in to sit a while, meet Military Chief Zhang. How about it? I’m also curious what Military Chief Zhang is doing here in Spring Breeze Town as the chief of the Town Martial Office?"

Just then, a hearty laugh came from inside Zhang Mansion.

"Good news! Good news!"

"Hahaha... then it’s settled!"

The laughter of another man followed.

Many people did not recognize the first voice, but the subsequent one was unmistakably Feng Bubian’s.

As soon as Jia Tulong heard that his Third Hall Master was indeed inside, he tried to rush in, but Xiong Heitu immediately stepped forward to stop him.

Just then, a voice came from inside.

"Miss Xiong, what’s going on here? Who is this impetuous man?"

Jia Tulong glared at a young, handsome martial artist who had walked out and bellowed, "I am Jia Tulong, the Second Hall Master of Wind Divine Hall! And you are?"

"I am Military Chief Zhang San from the Town Martial Office. This is the Second Hall Master of Wind Divine Hall? Come, brother, isn’t this one of your Wind Divine Hall people?"

At this moment, Feng Bubian came out from behind and saw that it really was Jia Tulong.

"Second Hall Master, what brings you here?"

Jia Tulong, not one for subtlety, blurted out the truth.

"I heard that the Town Martial Office’s scoundrels had captured you, and I thought to come and rescue you!"

Feng Bubian sighed softly upon hearing this.

That sigh was filled with gratitude and emotion for Jia Tulong, and helplessness regarding his current master Zhang San.

Feng Bubian was certain that almost no one knew where he had been hiding, but Zhang San knew.

The two Secret Officers from the Town Martial Office who had captured him, although only in the Late Period of Spirit Platform Realm, possessed combined combat power comparable to the Purple Mansion Realm.

And with Zhang San’s meticulous way of doing things, the fact of his capture could not have been known by others, let alone the location of his confinement.

This obviously meant that Zhang San had intentionally leaked the information, aiming to lure over the people from Wind Divine Hall and all the martial artists in Spring Breeze Town.

But now, on second thought, it seemed like a good thing.

After all, Zhang San was his master.

They might have been adversaries before, but now this man full of cunning, devoid of urinary and reproductive parts, was on his side!

For some reason, Feng Bubian felt a little excited about switching sides at this moment.

"Elder Brother Jia, you’ve misunderstood!"

"Ah!?"

"Zhang San invited me to discuss a matrimonial matter."

"A matrimonial matter?" Jia Tulong said, confused. He glanced at Miss Xiong’s flat chest and then looked at Feng Bubian in surprise, asking, "You into that?"

Feng Bubian hurriedly explained.

"Not Miss Xiong, Elder Brother Jia, you’ve got it wrong! It’s about a distant cousin of Zhang San’s, a little older than him. If you look at it that way, Zhang San will be my uncle in the future!"

It was not that Feng Bubian deliberately chose such an awkward relationship to explain; he just did not dare to call Zhang San his uncle-in-law, so he had to call him his uncle in front of others.

"So, Elder Brother Jia, go get ready, in a little while, I’m going to be married!"

At that moment, not only Jia Tulong was stunned.

All the martial artists who had come to gawk were equally baffled.

The Third Hall Master of Wind Divine Hall getting married?

You, a grown man, getting married?

Then, Zhang San patted Feng Bubian on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Little Feng! Get ready for it, and once I’ve sorted out the Town Martial Office’s Longyun Path northern outpost, I’ll throw you a grand wedding and welcome you into our Feng Family."

"Thank you, uncle-in-law; I hope you are promoted to Purple Mansion Realm soon. Now, I’ll take Elder Brother Jia back to prepare," said Feng Bubian, still excited as he led away the still-bewildered Jia Tulong.

Only after they left did the crowd begin to understand.

Feng Bubian is getting married?

And it seems to someone with the Feng surname?

And recognizes Zhang San as an uncle?

Also, Zhang San is about to establish a Town Martial Office outpost in the north of Longyun Path?

Each piece of astonishing news spread throughout the entire north of Longyun Path that very day.

Though Wind Divine Hall did not say anything, its position couldn’t have been clearer.

After watching the martial artists with faces full of shock, panic, and disappointment leave, Zhang San turned and walked back into his temporary Zhang Mansion.

Just as Zhang San entered, Feng Wenqing came out and knelt down with a thud.

"Thank you so much for making this happen!"

Zhang San immediately helped Feng Wenqing to her feet.

"Well, it’s also because Feng Bubian signed a contract with me. To some extent, he will be almost like my servant in the future, always working for me. But I thought, keeping him alive, where he’s as good as dead, is not as good as letting him live freely. He is genuinely sincere toward you; the two of you being together is also a good deed I’ve done."

"Rest assured, my lord, I won’t shortchange you a single penny of the money I promised."

"No, no, no! I didn’t help you two for your family’s money. If you really are grateful to me, how about this, my Town Martial Office outpost in Longyun Path’s north is just being established, and there’s much to do. I don’t lack people to do the grunt work, I need someone capable of managing the outpost. How about you come to the Town Martial Office and help me out?"

"No problem, I’ll need lots of guidance from you in the future, my lord."

"What lord? From now on, just call me Brother San. We in the Town Martial Office are all one family! As for what happened before with Feng Bubian? Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings!"