Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 677 - 619: Facing a Thousand Fingers with a Bowl of Cold Water

Chapter 677: Chapter 619: Facing a Thousand Fingers with a Bowl of Cold Water

"An isolated phenomenon, an isolated phenomenon!"

Cao Demeng immediately grabbed Zhang San’s hand, not that he had any particular fetish of his own.

Cao Demeng was simply worried that if he didn’t hold onto Zhang San, the latter would pull a horizontal blade from his storage ring and swing it around.

After all, Cao Demeng had witnessed Zhang San’s combat prowess on the battlefield.

Given Zhang San’s strength, let alone the few scholars in the teahouse just now who had issued harsh words, even if he were to kill three or four dozen scholars in the entire teahouse, it would not take much time.

"Although these scholars are all book-readers, not all of them have good qualities. We shouldn’t bother with those without principles. Zhang San, be good. Let’s continue walking. Just listen to me. There surely won’t be only foolish eggs like them."

Although Zhang San was somewhat displeased, he had no intention of taking action.

After all, the others were just a group of weak scholars, and even though some among them might be martial artists, if they really had abilities in the martial path, they wouldn’t need to take the imperial examinations.

"Zhang San!? Pah! I am but a scholar. If I knew martial styles, I would take a blade right now and chop this traitor who colludes with the Tujue to death!"

"Brother Zhao, that’s beneath your dignity. Even though Zhang San has colluded with the Tujue, he should be dealt with by the laws of our country. What we should do is to urge Kaihuang to order an investigation by the Ministry of Punishment to severely deal with this traitor!"

"But how come I heard that it is the Ministry of Personnel investigating Zhang San’s case this time? Normally, shouldn’t such matters be investigated by the Ministry of Punishment with the cooperation of the Ministry of War?"

"It must be that after receiving benefits from the Tujue, this Zhang San bribed some people from the Ministry of War and Ministry of Punishment! This man is truly omnipresent and despicable to the extreme!"

At this moment, Cao Demeng quickly left with Zhang San.

At the same time, Cao Demeng thought to himself: Are these scholars trying to act tough without caring for their own lives?

Who the hell is this?

This is Zhang San we’re talking about!

You dare to offend anyone, huh?

But soon after, Cao Demeng got even more nervous.

Initially, he and Zhang San had only heard some disrespectful remarks about Zhang San when walking past various teahouses on the street.

But as they continued walking, Cao Demeng realized that even the street vendors were spreading gossip about Zhang San.

"I heard that Zhang San, who colludes with the Tujue, needs to sleep with seven women each night, or he’ll kill if one is missing!"

"I heard it’s seven men, and they must be short. If they are too tall, they won’t do. Every night, they are dragged into a small wooden hut in the woods, tsk tsk tsk... It’s so immoral!"

Cao Demeng hadn’t felt this anxious since the time he was shot in his left eye.

"Brother San... Shall we go back first?"

Though Cao Demeng was quite a bit older than Zhang San, at this moment on the street, he also dared not address Zhang San by his name.

Zhang San, however, had a good attitude, smiling and waving his hand, saying generously, "They’re just saying a few bad words about me. Just listen, it doesn’t matter. What could possibly happen?"

Seeing Zhang San’s broad-mindedness, Cao Demeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"When I first arrived in Daxing City, I killed quite a few people from the Ministry of Punishment as soon as I came in, and that wasn’t a problem, was it?"

Wait a minute!? Are you even listening to what you’re saying?

Cao Demeng was about to persuade Zhang San not to be impulsive when suddenly, they both heard a very different voice coming from inside a nearby teahouse.

"Even though the imperial mandate for his enfeoffment hasn’t come down yet, the news has already spread. Kaihuang has named Zhang San as Marquis Beyond the Law, and moreover, he was appointed as Duzhi Military Envoy of the Divine Martial Army after the battle on Longyun Path! These are the golden words and jade promises of Kaihuang’s rewards! At the very least, from this perspective, Zhang San must have made contributions to the Great Sui! Otherwise, with Kaihuang’s wisdom, he would never do such a thing!"

"Moreover, all the rumors about Zhang San have no solid evidence! But Kaihuang’s rewards are indeed real! This is enough to prove that those rumors are just that—rumors."

"Although I am participating in this imperial examination with you all, I feel that Zhang San is innocent. He may even be a hero of the recent Longyun Path battle, who knows."

At this moment in the teahouse, a slender but somewhat frail scholar stood up and spoke.

Upon hearing these words, even Zhang San outside couldn’t help but feel like applauding.

A wise one indeed!

After spending so much time on this street, I finally hear someone speaking sense.

Cao Demeng finally took a deep breath, thinking you all should stop provoking this ancestor. If he decides to take action, I won’t be able to stop him!

I may be at the Spiritual Platform Realm, but this guy has even slain someone from the Purple Mansion Realm!

Don’t expect me to let the Kaihuang Imperial Guards die for you!

"Cao Demeng, I have agreed to what Kaihuang asked. You go back and report to Kaihuang. I will find an opportunity here to have a good talk with this student," Zhang San said.

Hearing this, Cao Demeng nodded slightly. Although still somewhat worried, since Zhang San asked him to leave, he could only pretend to leave and then hide in the distance to secretly observe, in case Zhang San did something reckless.

Just as Zhang San was about to walk into the teahouse to meet the wise scholar who had just spoken, he suddenly heard cursing erupt inside the teahouse!

"Who the hell are you? Just a farmer’s son who had to rely on matchmaking to gather enough money to take the examination in the capital, what right do you have to speak as if you were one of us?"

"Starting with Zhang San’s innocence! Just from that line, I can tell what kind of person you are!"

"Speaking in favor of Zhang San who colluded with the Tujue, you dare to call yourself a scholar?"

"Zhang San must be your grandfather, right? Otherwise, why would anyone be so shameless? To say something like that! It’s truly disgusting!"

In no time, many scholars inside the teahouse began verbally attacking the scholar who had just spoken.

"Without argument, there is no clarity! If you think I’m wrong, present evidence! Spouting nonsense—what skill is that?"

Someone immediately retorted, "When everyone says the same thing, can it be false?"

"Go and ask around, who doesn’t know about Zhang San’s collusion with the Tujue?"

Initially, everyone was just talking, but as the conversation escalated, someone started to throw the tea from their cup at the scholar who had just spoken.

Seeing someone throw tea, others immediately followed suit.

Some even threw plates at his feet.

Though he spoke out in righteousness, he was now pressed by others to retreat to the doorway of the teahouse.

Seeing this scene, Zhang San quickly approached a waiter passing by with a bucket of dirty water, took the bucket of dirty water from his hand, and rushed towards the crowd who had followed the speaker to the teahouse entrance, rolling up their sleeves, eager to start a fight.

"This person speaking on behalf of Zhang San surely isn’t a good person!"

As Zhang San said this, he began to use his techniques to heat up the dirty water in his hands.

Whoosh—

With a splash, Zhang San hurled the bucket of dirty water.

Under Zhang San’s control, the dirty water completely bypassed the man who had just come out of the teahouse entrance, dousing all the students who were rushing up to fight.

In an instant, a chorus of pained squeals erupted.

Immediately, the water on the ground steamed up, turning into a stinking white fog.

Seizing the moment, Zhang San grabbed the scholar who had boldly spoken up for him and took off running!