Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 781 - 718: What’s with this Involuntary Submission?

Chapter 781: Chapter 718: What’s with this Involuntary Submission?

Zhang San and his companions left Daxing City, heading straight for the Chuan-Yu Road.

After passing through Chuan-Yu, they arrived at the Longyou Road in the northwest of Great Sui.

"Brother San, I heard you got promoted this time, directly to the White Tiger Principal Officer of the Town Martial Office? Congratulations, congratulations!"

This time, Zhang San brought along his third senior brother Wang Bo, his sworn younger brother Wang Ziteng, as well as the maid Baili Niezhen.

After all, Baili Niezhen was a half-demon who had spent a long time in Longyou Road, and she was probably the most familiar with the terrain and landscape of Longyou Road.

Besides, there were two others.

One was Hu, now sitting inside a sedan chair that the ghosts had built overnight, sprawled out in there.

The other was the Immortal Monarch Who Treads Snow in Search of Plums, who had transformed into a human form and was riding on a horse.

The Silly Roe Deer, finding life in the Capital dull, wanted to wander around. Hearing that Zhang San was going to Longyou Road, especially knowing that it was a gathering place for all the demons of the world, and could be considered the headquarters of the All Things Path, he wanted to see it for himself.

So he also wanted to go have a look.

Of course, an even more important reason was that Zhang San had warmly invited him.

After all, for Zhang San, going to Longyou Road with a few powerful members of the Demon Clan by his side was naturally more secure.

"To be called a Principal Officer is one thing, but with my strength, it’s definitely insufficient. It’s just a title to facilitate handling matters."

Wang Ziteng continued to inquire, "Brother San, I heard that each Hidden Principal Officer has seven Secret Officers under them, and that these seven Secret Officers are all very strong in combat? Is that true?"

Zhang San shook his head and spoke softly, "I really don’t know about that. After all, the Town Martial Office has no arrangements in Longyou Road. So the seven Secret Officers are not in Longyou Road, and I haven’t made contact with them."

Wang Ziteng had originally hoped to gain more experience by following Zhang San, but unfortunately, he wouldn’t be able to meet even one of those Seven.

"Besides, with all of us here, that’s enough. But remember, once we are in Longyou Road, you can’t call me Principal Officer anymore."

Wang Ziteng asked curiously, "Why not?"

"Because, your Brother San is currently also serving as the Deputy Chief of the Town Demon Office!"

"Ah!?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ziteng was completely shocked.

Even Hu inside the sedan chair did a sudden tiger flip, nearly causing the ghosts to overturn the sedan chair.

Baili Niezhen, who was following behind, upon hearing this, stared wide-eyed at her master.

Among those present, apart from the Immortal Monarch Who Treads Snow in Search of Plums and the third senior brother Wang Bo, everyone else was incredibly astonished.

"Deputy Chief? And of the Town Demon Office?"

At this moment, Wang Ziteng’s eyes were wide open; try as he might, he couldn’t make sense of the situation.

Zhang San just smiled faintly.

"We’re going to Longyou Road on official Town Demon Office business. Isn’t it normal for the Kaihuang to appoint me as a Deputy Chief of the Town Demon Office?"

Wang Ziteng looked around and asked, "But... But... Brother San, you as Deputy Chief? Just with us few? Don’t we need to call for some more help? Shouldn’t you use the authority of the White Tiger Principal Officer to bring over the seven Secret Officers to protect you?"

Wang Ziteng knew that Zhang San’s strength was not weak, but being a Principal Officer of the Town Martial Office was already quite extraordinary.

Now to even be a Deputy Chief of the Town Demon Office!

Wasn’t this too risky?

Zhang San, however, appeared unperturbed, looking around, and laughed loudly, "Zhang San serving as the Deputy Chief of the Town Demon Office? What about it? Could it be that the Martial Artists and Cultivators of the Town Demon Office will assassinate me halfway through?"

No sooner had Zhang San’s words fallen, than a Martial Artist leaped from the nearby bushes, wielding a Hunting Fork, with a fierce glint in his eyes.

Then the other party looked at Zhang San, and Zhang San looked back at him.

The brother holding the hunting fork seemed to sense something was not quite right, looked around himself, and then shouted, "Wasn’t it agreed that we’d ambush and kill Zhang San together? Where is everyone?"

Next, someone’s voice came from the bushes behind him, "He just mentioned that no one would dare to assassinate him, obviously signaling us! He has discovered us!"

The brother who jumped out holding the hunting fork yelled, "That’s why! Since we’ve been discovered, let’s just come out and fight to the death! What’s there to fear? Why must it be a sneak attack?"

Zhang San suggested with an embarrassed expression, "How about... everyone comes out and we talk this over?"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Immediately, six cultivators jumped out of the surrounding bushes, and together with the brother holding the hunting fork, there were exactly seven people.

"We’re from the Town Demon Office, and we’re lying in ambush here today to kill you!"

The man holding the hunting fork stood in the very center of the seven with a fierce expression and even took a half step forward.

Clearly, he was very likely the leader of the seven.

Zhang San couldn’t help but ask curiously, "I am currently the Deputy Chief of the Town Demon Office. You are cultivators from my Town Demon Office, why would you kill me?"

Zhang San’s words stunned the other party.

The other party looked back at the six cultivators behind him and whispered, "We heard before that Zhang San was coming to Longyou Road to hunt down our Town Demon Office members. So we thought to kill him on the way. But now he’s one of us from the Town Demon Office, what should we do?"

Some of the other six people also doubted Zhang San’s words.

Seeing their inefficient communication, Zhang San helplessly took out the token of the Deputy Chief of the Town Demon Office from his Gluttonous Bag and threw it over.

Upon seeing the token and after checking it, it really was genuine.

When they looked at Zhang San again, their eyes were filled with a more complex expression.

Even the cultivator who seemed the most fierce and held the hunting fork had a richer expression on his face now.

"Gentlemen, Qian Shanxiu was involved in the case of the former Crown Prince Yang Ce’s rebellion. But that was Qian Shanxiu’s rebellion, what does it have to do with the Town Demon Office? Have you ever heard that... um... when the Minister of Personnel committed a crime, all the officials from the Ministry of Personnel were killed, right?"

Zhang San suddenly remembered that the Minister of Rites, Meng Jiuxiao, a man of Confucianism, seemed to have been killed.

But most of the Ministry of Rites was Confucian, and they seemed to have been ’chopped’ as well.

So he quickly switched to another example.

The few cultivators from the Town Martial Office pondered carefully and seemed to find some sense in it.

Zhang San continued, "Moreover, this time I was accompanied by members of the Demon Clan and half-demons to Longyou Road, so how could I possibly be coming to target our own Town Demon Office? My trip to Longyou Road is to resolve some issues between the All Things Path and the Imperial Path, and by the way, to capture Qian Shanxiu."

"If you aren’t willing to trust me, you can return to your original posts and continue working. If you’re willing to trust me, then come with me. It just so happens that when I get to Longyou Road, I won’t have any close aides or trusted followers, and I’m in need of training new ones."

Deputy Chief.

Close aides.

Trusted followers.

Training.

Upon hearing these key words, the attitude of the seven cultivators, who originally planned to ambush Zhang San, immediately became friendly.

Even later on the journey, not only did some lead horses and clear the way, but they would also scout ahead and then prepare meals and rooms needed for rest.

The seven assassins were unaware of their own change.

Why did they, who had come with such ferocity, become so compliant after hearing Zhang San’s words?

Could this be—trust?