Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 568 - 530

Chapter 568: 530

With the addition of Kucha Shahhan’s Tyrant Tiger and Hei, the battle became even more intense.

The two Demon Beasts both used their Techniques to assist their masters in combat, and from time to time, they would also engage each other in fierce clashes.

Zhang San found that although Kucha Shahhan’s level wasn’t as high as his, Kucha Shahhan’s Tyrant Tiger was a bit stronger than Hei in terms of combat power.

If it weren’t for Hei’s advantage of being able to fly quickly through the sky, it would have feared being chased and continuously attacked by the Tyrant Tiger.

Although the Tyrant Tiger could tread on air, it couldn’t control flight, which means it couldn’t stay flying in the sky all the time; thus, after rushing up and skirmishing for a bit, it was usually whipped down by Hei’s tail.

However, before Hei could whip it down, the Tyrant Tiger had already hit Hei several times.

Zhang San also realized that Hei seemed to have been diligently practicing Techniques with him all this time, but in terms of Martial Styles, it appeared that he had never learned any.

Indeed, comprehensive training is essential.

The battle between Zhang San and Kucha Shahhan had started at noon and lasted until midnight, then from midnight, they fought until the next day’s early morning.

It wasn’t until the morning when Sharlobi returned with people that he managed to persuade the two to stop fighting.

Zhang San didn’t actually want to fight for so long, but he discovered that Ding Kucha was truly fucking confident in his brother!

Couldn’t you step in and persuade us?

At this moment, Zhang San let Hei fly away and himself jumped down from midair, landing on the ground.

Kucha Shahhan also got down from the back of the Tyrant Tiger.

The weary Tyrant Tiger, drenched in sweat, immediately ate two Tujue people passing by nearby, as it was famished after the intense battle that lasted a day and a night.

Sharlobi looked at Kucha Shahhan and laughed heartily with satisfaction, then turned to look at Zhang San.

"Both of you are heroes! Since everyone here is a hero, there is no need to ruin the harmony between us!"

Although Zhang San did not achieve the goal of taking the opportunity to elevate Ding Kucha’s prestige, by cementing Sharlobi’s position as the number one among the younger generation of Tujue, it also served to inflate Ding Kucha’s ego.

After all, just two days ago, the mentality of all tribal leaders on the prairie was to support the Prince they wanted to become Khan, but now it had turned into being obliged to choose Sharlobi as Khan.

The discrepancy and dissatisfaction, although not currently expressed, would grow over time if Sharlobi did anything poorly or unjustly in the future, eventually plunging the entire Tujue into a new state of chaos.

So now that he had elevated Kucha Shahhan, Zhang San’s plan was somewhat successful, and he said to Sharlobi with clasped hands, "In view of the face of the future Khan, let’s forget about this matter."

Kucha Shahhan snorted coldly, evidently not interested in reconciling with Zhang San.

In his view, he could defeat Zhang San; it was just a matter of being slightly short.

As long as he returned and practised hard, consuming more Heavenly Treasures and Earthly Materials, the next time he encountered Zhang San, he could easily crush this top youth of the Great Sui!

Sharlobi ordered everyone to return and resumed the feast.

Although according to Tujue customs, it was yesterday’s business to host a feast for the envoys from different nations, Sharlobi’s family was now overwhelmingly dominant, coupled with Tujue’s strong power, so no one minded the issue of etiquette.

Once everyone was seated, they opened up and drank merrily again.

As they drank, Sharlobi raised his cup and said to Zhang San, "Mr. Zhang San, you are the foremost among the young generation of the Great Sui, a rare hero! I, Sharlobi, as the next Khan of Tujue, invite you to stay longer on our prairie, to exchange more with our Tujue lads, how about it?"

Zhang San didn’t know how Changsun Bubai managed to stay with the Tujue for a year back then, but he was certain that Sharlobi’s intention now was to detain him in Tujue for the time being.

Especially at this moment, Zhang San distinctly felt several powerful presences locking onto him.

Although Zhang San could not clearly discern the origins of these several auras, whether they belonged to someone of the powerful Spiritual Platform Realm, or to someone from the Purple Mansion Realm hiding in the shadows.

"How marvelous! I just wanted to enjoy more of the grassland’s beauty and fine wines. Then I must thank the future Khan for your hospitality!"

In Zhang San’s view, this was Sharlobi’s attempt to detain him.

But to the envoys from other countries, this appeared as an act of intimidation by Sharlobi.

After all, among the many countries surrounding the Tujue, only the Great Sui to the south could somewhat stand toe-to-toe with them.

Now that even the Deputy Envoy of the Great Sui was being detained by the Tujue, it was easy to imagine how effortlessly the Tujue could act against them if they wished.

Zhang San raised his glass to drink, and after drinking for a while, he glanced at Changsun Bubai, who sat silent beside him, and whispered, "Since I am invited to stay on the grassland, you should prepare to return on your own."

Changsun Bubai understood that Zhang San meant for them to leave as quickly as possible.

"And what about you? Do you have anything you’d like us to take back for you?"

Changsun Bubai asked with a smile.

Although what he actually meant was to ask what should be done with Zhang San?

"I travel light, alone; I have nothing for you to carry back for me, just take care of your own belongings."

Changsun Bubai realized that what Zhang San meant was he himself could escape alone, without needing Changsun Bubai’s involvement.

Changsun Bubai nodded, the two touched glasses, and continued drinking.

At that moment, Sharlobi raised his cup again towards Zhang San to propose a toast, laughing loudly, "I am about to become the Khan, the next master of the grassland. After I officially become Khan, I will certainly foster closer ties with the Great Sui. I also hope, Envoy Changsun, that you can convey my wishes back to your Emperor."

Changsun Bubai immediately raised his glass, responding to Sharlobi very formally, "Thank you, Sharlobi Khan!"

After saying this, the two of them laughed heartily together.

To others, it seemed that the identity of Sharlobi as Khan had received recognition from the Great Sui.

Since the Great Sui had not said anything, envoys from other countries naturally did not dare to speak out.

But Changsun Bubai glanced at Zhang San beside him, and seeing Zhang San also looking his way, they both understood the meaning in each other’s eyes.

The Tujue were powerful, and Sharlobi was assertive; there was absolutely no reason for them to cozy up to those whom they perceived weaker than themselves.

Therefore, there was only one possibility.

Sharlobi’s overt expression of wanting to live in harmony with the Great Sui and to become closer was actually a prelude to making a move against the Great Sui!

At this moment, Zhang San vaguely sensed a hint of war in the air.

Just then, from afar came a loud but panicked voice.

"Long Bo Khan, has arrived—"

At the mention of this name, the complexions of countless Tujue people present changed drastically.

Even the faces of the small country envoys nearby turned deathly pale in an instant.

The Khan Muzhen, who once stood as her match, was dead.

And that woman, who once could compete with Khan Muzhen, she had come!