Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 516 - 481: Old man meets old man_4

Chapter 516: Chapter 481: Old man meets old man_4

Yu Jinluo also stood up and said, "Let it go, what’s past is past. I’ve recently found a job, and I think it’s not bad. Let’s do it together."

"No, I must go to the Town Martial Office headquarters and strike Zhang San three times!"

"If you’re going to do that, I can only beat you to within an inch of your life right here first, and then let you go fight Zhang San."

Yang Huanshui glared and angrily said, "You dare!?"

"Is this how you talk to the person who saved your life?"

"I...you..."

"Right, I forgot to tell you something. It’s said that three years ago the son of Vermilion Bird went missing, and later his body was found confirming his death. Vermilion Bird believes the killer is Zhang San; there’s just no evidence. But Vermilion Bird has publicly stated that Zhang San is the murderer of her son!"

"Spare Zhang San for my sake this time. By the way, what was that job you mentioned we should do together? Just to be clear, I’m old and can’t handle jobs that are too strenuous!"

Yu Jinluo looked at the old man, who had just claimed to be young, with contempt and snorted.

"Guarding the gate for the Town Martial Office, are you in?"

"I...uh... I’m only doing this to accompany you!"

At this moment, in the hall of the Town Martial Office’s headquarters, everyone was watching as Zhang San created a map of the northern plains using Qi.

"Gentlemen, I’ve already obtained quite a bit of intelligence about these tribes in this area. Relative to others, these tribes are easier to handle. However, some of them are very large and have Martial Artists of the Purple Mansion Realm in charge."

As Zhang San spoke, he raised his hand and marked the tribal divisions on the map.

"Some of you are lone wolves, some are leaders from Sects, each with their own combat habits and methods. I won’t make many demands regarding that. I’m just sharing this general intelligence I know with you all. Once you’re there, how many Tujue warriors you kill and how much gold, silver, cattle, and sheep you plunder is up to you."

"But there’s one thing you must pay attention to, and it’s this place in the Helan Mountains, this area..."

Zhang San circled the area around Stone Mouth Mountain with Qi.

"This is where the Ying Zhao clan lives. They thrive here, and you must not approach carelessly. If you do and the Ying Zhao clan kills you in this area, that means you’ve trespassed into their territory and sought your own death; no one can seek vengeance for you."

Everyone noted the locations Zhang San pointed out, memorizing each word he said.

Because everyone knew that such intelligence was worth a fortune and hard to come by.

After all, who would tell you about a place where you could strike it rich?

Indeed, many secretly wished that everyone would go out, reap the rewards, and then die, leaving just them to return with all the spoils.

After Zhang San had finished speaking, he clasped his hands towards everyone and said, "Of course, sometimes we at the Town Martial Office will also target certain tribes. Sometimes our Martial Artists may even act in coordination with the military. But such matters involve military secrets, and it’s impossible to bring everyone. If you can bring back more Tujue heads, the higher your reward and trust in the military will be, then naturally more lucrative deals will be waiting for you!"

Upon hearing this, everyone raised their glasses in thanks to Zhang San.

Zhang San smiled back at them.

Just then, two elders walked into the hall.

The previously noisy hall instantly fell silent.

Everyone first glanced at Yang Huanshui, who had just come to cause trouble and was thrown out by Zhang San. He wasn’t coming back to strike Zhang San three times, was he?

While many didn’t recognize the other elder, some true experts knew him to be Yu Jinluo, the Northern Blade Emperor.

Of course, he had another identity: he was the master of Ma Licheng, who Zhang San had declared to have been killed by rebels colluding with Tujue warriors.

At this moment, everyone had very inauspicious thoughts cross their minds.

"Hearing that Military Chief Zhang has established a Town Martial Office outpost in the north of the Longyun Path, I, Yu, along with my brother, have come to offer our congratulations. I wonder if there’s anything we two can do here at the outpost?"

Those who thought that a fight was about to break out, and several Martial Artists who had even secretly gotten up to run away, felt as if they had misheard upon hearing this.

They’re not here to make trouble?

Zhang San laughed heartily, "The visit of two esteemed seniors is most welcome, please take your seats!"

At the same time, following Zhang San’s glance,

Apprentice Warrior women from the Town Martial Office who were in charge of pouring drinks and serving dishes promptly approached, inviting the two seniors to sit near Zhang San’s own seat in the hall.

The two seniors, who had never seen such a sight, gawked at the long legs, the round and fair faces, and even the completely exposed backs, leaving them speechless for a moment. They could only smile, repeatedly thanking and saying "not at all" as they forcefully sucked in saliva to avoid drooling in an unseemly manner.

Zhang San watched the two flushed elders with a faint smile.

Got you!