Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 87: Town Martial Office. Draw the Sword——

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Town Martial Office. Draw the Sword——

Bai Yucheng turned around and saw Zhang San and Zhao Siyang in the distance.

He was shocked; the Little Taoist was actually not dead!

He couldn’t help but glance at Third Miss Gan beside him.

Third Miss Gan immediately knelt on one knee and blamed herself, "I am incompetent."

"Forget it, in the end, it seems I must handle it myself."

As Bai Yucheng spoke, he stepped toward Zhang San’s side.

At this moment, Zhang San’s eyes were filled with rage.

"Zhao Siyang, can you help me kill Bai Yucheng? Name your price!"

Zhao Siyang could understand Zhang San’s feelings, but he still shook his head.

"Zhang San, an officer of the Town Martial Office is a Ninth Grade official of the Great Sui. If you solve it internally, it’s called cleaning house. If I take action, that would be killing an official and rebelling. Run!"

Zhao Siyang felt the struggle in his hands and knew Zhang San’s thoughts at the moment, but he was more aware that this world simply has no fairness.

The Martial Artists of the Town Martial Office kill you, it’s official business.

But if you kill the people from the Town Martial Office, it’s rebellion.

In this world, where is there true fairness?

Run!

But Zhang San was still not ready to give up.

"Shadow! I know you’re still in my shadow! I also know you are from the Town Martial Office! I’m asking you now, are you going to stand by Bai Yucheng, who brutally kills his colleagues, or stand on our side of justice?"

Whoosh——

The shadow burst out from Zhang San’s shadow and charged straight towards Bai Yucheng, who was approaching step by step from behind.

"Officer Bai, do you know what you’re doing? Those are your colleagues from the Town Martial Office!"

The shadow confronted Bai Yucheng face to face with the question.

Bai Yucheng’s eyebrows twitched slightly as he spoke coldly, "You were orphaned from a young age, and it was I who raised you. Though we do not have the name of father and daughter, after raising you for so many years, surely we have that in practice, don’t we? Are you questioning me now?"

The shadow hesitated.

After all, the man in front of her had always been an immensely revered figure in her heart.

It’s just that the him at this moment was completely different from the him she had once known.

"Yes!"

The shadow mustered her courage, gritted her teeth, and shouted at Bai Yucheng.

"You taught me loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness, so now I have to ask you, why can you not do what you taught me?"

Bai Yucheng looked at the shadow he had raised for many years and let out a cold laugh.

"When you grovel like a dog at the feet of the powerful, begging for a bite to eat, for a way to live, then you will know why I cannot do it! Because no one can accomplish what has never existed in this world!"

The shadow didn’t understand the meaning behind Bai Yucheng’s words.

She felt she didn’t need to understand.

Slowly drawing two short blades from her waist, she took a defensive stance to block Bai Yucheng.

Although she had always operated in the shadows as a Martial Artist of the Town Martial Office, she had never forgotten she was a Martial Artist of the Town Martial Office.

Bai Yucheng shook his head helplessly and swung his sword with a wave of his hand.

Clang——

Thump——

The shadow was directly sent flying by the sword, crashing heavily to the ground, and passed out.

Third Miss Gan asked softly from behind, "Should this person be...?"

"No need, she is naturally adept at the Shadow Trick, and will be useful in the future."

"Yes."

Third Miss Gan glanced at the girl lying unconscious on the ground, uncertain whether her fate was fortunate or unfortunate.

Soon, Bai Yucheng and Third Miss Gan caught up with Zhang San, Zhao Siyang, and the other Martial Artists from the Town Martial Office who were still fleeing, at Blade Guan Dam.

The others should have escaped further, but unfamiliar with the paths, they ended up by Yin River. Realizing they couldn’t cross when some fell into the water, they ran towards Blade Guan Dam.

As fate would have it, they ended up reuniting with Zhang San and Bai Yucheng at this location.

Third Miss Gan leaped forward and stood in front of Blade Guan Dam, blocking everyone’s escape path.

And on the other side, Bai Yucheng, with a long sword stained in fresh blood, was slowly approaching.

Zhao Siyang was pushed out by Zhang San, forced to confront Bai Yucheng.

But Zhao Siyang did not believe in killing, and facing Bai Yucheng, he truly couldn’t bring himself to strike a fatal blow, managing only to block.

"Zhao Siyang, go ahead and strike to kill! If not, at least leave him gravely injured!" Zhang San shouted.

As he yelled, he noticed Bai Yucheng’s figure flash.

Could he be coming for me?

Just as this thought crossed Zhang San’s mind, he heard the sound of tearing flesh behind him.

Turning around, he saw Bai Yucheng’s sword had already pierced through Third Miss Gan’s back.

Third Miss Gan’s eyes widened in disbelief at the unfolding scene.

Bai Yucheng whispered emotionlessly into Third Miss Gan’s ear, "My plan was to be flawless, and your death is part of that plan."

Clearly, Bai Yucheng was not going to let anyone spread the word of what happened here.

That included Third Miss Gan.

In that moment, Zhang San started to understand why Bai Yucheng hadn’t come to their aid when they faced the remaining two of the Four Great King Kongs, nor did he let Third Miss Gan rescue them.

Even if Zhang San didn’t kill, Bai Yucheng was determined to do so afterward.

As Third Miss Gan fell, Zhang San realized that apart from Zhao Siyang, who was evenly matched, only himself, Wang Ziteng, Big Head Wang, and four other Martial Artists remained.

The rest had all perished at the hands of Bai Yucheng.

"Zhang San, Wang Ziteng, run for it, we’ll cover you!" Big Head Wang and the other four Martial Artists from the Town Martial Office stepped forward to confront Bai Yucheng.

"Big Head Wang, have you lost your mind? You can’t beat him! Fifty like you couldn’t beat him!" Zhang San didn’t understand why they were charging forward instead of fleeing.

"You and Wang Ziteng are only Apprentice Warriors, not true Martial Artists of the Town Martial Office. But we are different! We are Martial Artists of the Town Martial Office!"

"Isn’t it the duty of the Martial Artists from the Town Martial Office to protect the weak, no matter... who the opponent is?"

At this moment, Big Head Wang stood in the middle, flanked by the other four.

Zhang San looked at the back of Big Head Wang.

He knew Big Head Wang was much taller than himself, at least two heads taller and with a head several sizes larger.

But at this moment, Zhang San felt Big Head Wang’s stature for the first time.

Bai Yucheng looked at the group of five, a cold sneer on his lips.

"Do you remember how I always reminded you before each mission that you must come back alive?"

"Of course!" A Martial Artist spoke up, "Just never imagined that this time, it would be Officer Bai who didn’t want us to survive."

Bai Yucheng shook his head slightly.

"I do not wish for your deaths; I simply want to show you that this world is inherently unfair. Harbor your resentment, nurture your hatred, and after death, become Fierce Ghosts to take revenge on this world!"

For the first time, a fierce grin appeared on Bai Yucheng’s face.

Meanwhile, Big Head Wang and the other four all tightly gripped the hilts of their side-swords.

It seemed they were ready to say their last goodbyes to their former superior and to this world.

Big Head Wang shouted loudly, "In the name of Feng Huang, Town Martial bold, for justice in the world uphold. Town Martial Office. Draw swords—"