Chapter 68 (1/2)

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Chapter 68

Departure

Li Chengfeng privately cursed himself. His small tantrum had caused the prefecture chief to lose face publicly but he definitely did not want this to harm Madam Xiong.

His heart raced as he yelled from among the crowd, “Childish words are nothing, let the wind blow them away!”

Everyone quickly reacted and chanted, “Let the wind blow them away!”

Zhang Junheng forced a smile and walked up to the trembling Madam Xiong. He took the child gently from her trembling arms and smiled. “Why are you all so anxious? Do you really think I'll fret over what a child said?”

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief and praised, “You are a generous man, Sir!”

“As the saying goes, the officer's belly can fit a boat*! You are a generous man, Sir!”

[Note: idiom – to have a wide stomach/chest/heart represents to forgive easily & generosity]

After neutralising the awkwardness, the prefecture chief pa.s.sed the child back to Madam Xiong and then turned solemnly to his subordinate. “Don't disturb them, alright?”

The soldier quickly nodded. Zhang Junheng took one look in Li Chengfeng's direction, who quickly hid back in the crowd.

Zhang Junheng averted his gaze and turned to the crowd. “Today, I shall be sending Young Master Zhan off to the Decennial Spiritual Mountain Sect Great Ceremony, please keep celebration to moderation- let's not delay Young Master Zhan's journey to cultivation!”

Brother Bai took the opportunity to yell, “We wish you a bright future, Young Master Zhan! Come out and meet us!”

Zhang Qisheng pulled the curtains back and stepped out with a half-hearted smile, greeting them arrogantly.

All the gangsters started cheering and clapping while the people mostly replied with silence and hatred in their eyes.

Cheng'an city folk were not stupid, someone had recognised the Grim Stork to be a magical beast that belonged to the Great Northwest. Why would it pa.s.s through such a large stretch of land undetected to suddenly appear at Cheng'an City?

It was undeniable that Young Master Zhan was the culprit!

They could force themselves to cheer for Zhang Junheng, for he had been the chief for ten years. He had at least a little contribution to the city. While he charged high taxes, they still led acceptable lives.

However, could they betray their own conscience to cheer for this ruthless Sir Zhan? The fierce citizens of Cheng'an who were proficient in martial arts and street brawls could not do it!

The cheers were spa.r.s.e and award.

Zhan Qisheng's personal motto was: I can look down on you trash but you cannot look down on me! Hence, his face darkened immediately and was about to explode when he suddenly saw Li Chengfeng in the crowd and broke out into a grin. “Isn't that Sir Li?”

Everyone turned to look. Li Chengfeng could hide no longer and was forced to straighten up and greet them. “Good day, sir!”

Zhang Junheng nodded slightly with a half-smile. “You're here to send Sir Zhan off?”

Li Chengfeng's eyes darted at Zhan Qisheng but he did not speak. Zhan Qisheng stepped forward and said, “Can't believe you still had the guts to come! Not bad, I have underestimated you.”

Chengfeng squinted, forcing himself to not beat this man up and smiled. “There's a path here, why can't I use it?”

Zhan Qisheng let out a hearty laugh. “I'm going to Spiritual Mountain for cultivation. What about you?” His eyes were filled with arrogant contempt, as if looking at a struggling worm on the ground.

Li Chengfeng had planned to keep a low profile but at this point, he decided to face this head-on.

Chengfeng grinned. “Oh? That's a coincidence, I'm entering the Spiritual Mountain Sect too!”

Zhan Qisheng's face fell as he regarded him from head to toe. “You? What are you going there for? As a janitor? Hahahaha!”

“My purpose is the same as yours.”

Zhan Qisheng raged, “How dare you insult me?”

Chengfeng gasped, “Who would dare insult you? Do they have a death wish?”

“I'm the fourth son of the Zhan family, I will immediately be recruited into any sect in this world as an esteemed guest even without any offerings! But I will be going to cultivate!” Zhan Qisheng's features contorted. “What do YOU have? Hmm?”

Li Chengfeng looked around and knew that since he could not keep a low profile, might as well cause a huge commotion so everyone would stay cautious of him. He reached into his clothing. Uncle Li pulled Zhan Qisheng next to himself, watching Chengfeng closely.

Chengfeng grinned and pulled out the golden invitation card. “I have this!”

“The Spiritual Mountain golden invitation?” gasped the crowd. Zhan Qisheng was astonished, eyeing Chengfeng as if this was the first time they met.

Zhang Junheng's brows were tightly furrowed as he rubbed his beard.