Chapter 96

"Yue Lao San."

Seeing Yue Laosan so arrogant, Zhang Jie couldn't help but whisper.

He was following Wu Yazi's last wish to see Madam Wang, not to start a massacre.

Besides, for the Langhuan Jade Cave, he had to ask Madam Wang for help.

"Understood, Leader."

With Zhang Jie speaking, Yue Laosan immediately became solemn.

"Under the hands of our Xiaoyao Sect's third-generation leader,

Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, and Yun Zhonghe of the Four Great Evils have already been executed,

and I, Yue Laosan, have also turned over a new leaf and joined the Xiaoyao Sect.

From now on, there are no more Four Great Evils in the Jianghu!"

Yue Laosan explained loudly.

"And this is our Xiaoyao Sect's third-generation Leader, Zhang Jie!"

Yue Laosan introduced Zhang Jie grandly to everyone.

"No way? The Four Great Evils died at his hands."

"But Yue Laosan is appearing in person to say so; it doesn't look like a lie!"

The scene was in an uproar; some didn't believe it at all, while others were half-believing.

"Could this be a play acted out by the Four Great Evils?"

Someone raised a question.

"Does our Mantuo Shanzhuang have anything worth the Four Great Evils acting to deceive?"

An old nanny who somewhat believed it asked back.

"This..."

The person who questioned couldn't speak.

Their Mantuo Shanzhuang had a notorious reputation in the Gusu area,

but compared to the world-famous Four Great Evils, this infamy was not worth mentioning.

With the martial arts of the Four Great Evils, which were enough to roam the world and make major Jianghu sects hate them to the bone,

yet be helpless, it wouldn't take a few hours to slaughter their entire Mantuo Shanzhuang.

Would a tiger act in front of a tiger, but would a tiger act in front of a rabbit?

With this effort, wouldn't it be simpler and more convenient to just kill them at the door?

The crowd, who had already determined that most of the news was true, looked at Zhang Jie with shock in their eyes.

Being so young yet able to defeat the notorious Four Great Evils,

they seemed to be witnessing the rise of a new Jianghu myth.

'Young Master, can the Young Master defeat the Four Great Evils?'

Even A'bi, who had absolute confidence in Murong Fu, couldn't help but compare him with Zhang Jie in her heart.

After some comparison, she discovered with frustration that her Young Master might,

probably, should not be a match for the Four Great Evils combined.

In other words, Murong Fu, of the famous "North Qiaofeng, South Murong," was not as good as Zhang Jie...

"Low profile, low profile."

Facing Yue Laosan's undisguised flattery, Zhang Jie waved his hand indifferently,

indicating that these were all Brother Jie's basic operations, don't be surprised, everyone sit down.

However, Yue Laosan, who observed the corner of Zhang Jie's mouth hook up slightly for a moment, decided to increase the intensity of the flattery:

"I tell you, my former big brother Duan Yanqing didn't even take one move from the Leader!"

Following Yue Laosan's boasting—no, that's not right, it was selectively telling some facts—

the old nannies of Mantuo Shanzhuang and A'bi looked at Zhang Jie as if he were a god.

The fact that Duan Yanqing and Yun Zhonghe died suddenly after being taken into a secret room by Zhang Jie naturally couldn't be leaked.

"Hmm, that's right, I joined the Leader's sect and turned over a new leaf."

After a while, Yue Laosan, who was dry-mouthed from talking, cupped his hands toward Zhang Jie and made a concluding speech.

"I didn't expect the Xiaoyao Sect Leader to arrive; I have offended you just now, and I hope the Leader will forgive me."

The leading old nanny bowed and apologized.

'This Jianghu is like this; people with strength meet good people everywhere.'

Seeing the old nanny who was shouting and killing just now, but was now full of fear and trepidation, Zhang Jie sighed in his heart.

If he were still an unknown nobody without the strength to truss a chicken,

even if he weren't caught to be flower fertilizer, he would have suffered a lot.

Although his heart was turning a hundred times, Zhang Jie remained calm on the surface:

"Song Mama, you are too serious; after all, the ignorant are not guilty."

"Phew!"

Seeing that Zhang Jie wasn't angry, the people of Mantuo Shanzhuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please wait here for a moment, Leader Zhang; I will go and report to the Madam.

It's just that this rule was set by the Madam, and we don't have the right to cancel it; I hope the Leader will forgive us."

The leading old nanny apologized.

Although she didn't directly say what the rule was, everyone present knew it well:

This rule was that men were not allowed to enter Mantuo Shanzhuang.

More seriously, any man who came to Mantuo Shanzhuang would be killed and turned into flower fertilizer.

"Go ahead."

Zhang Jie waved his hand indifferently.

Although he didn't take this bullshit rule seriously,

Madam Wang was, after all, Wu Yazi's orphan, so he was willing to give her this face.

And according to his investigation, the news about turning men into flower fertilizer was likely deliberately released by Madam Wang.

After all, although Madam Wang was a love-brained person who hadn't forgotten Duan Zhengchun for more than ten years,

in reality, she, who had a pair of extremely intelligent parents like Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui, was not stupid.

This news should have been released by Madam Wang for self-protection.

After all, the Wang family was a wealthy family, and without a man as a pillar,

leaving only Madam Wang and Wang Yuyan as orphans and widows, there were many people who were eager to swallow the Wang family.

Having a notorious reputation was at least better than dying an unnatural death, or even being caught for indescribable things.

Seeing that Zhang Jie really didn't care, the old nanny who apologized finally put down her hanging heart,

turned around, and walked quickly toward the depths of Mantuo Shanzhuang to report to Madam Wang.

'I didn't expect Young Master Zhang to be so magnanimous.'

A'bi's impression of Zhang Jie became three points better.

After a good while, the old nanny who went to report,

and several girls dressed as maids surrounded a beautiful woman and walked slowly over.

The beautiful woman had fair and delicate skin, a pretty face, willow eyebrows, and apricot eyes,

a high nose and cherry lips, and her figure was also curvy, with long, eye-catching legs,

and her full figure, set off by the goose-yellow embroidered low-cut dress she was wearing,

was as round and jade-like as a blooming peony flower, rich and atmospheric.

This beautiful woman was clearly the target of Zhang Jie's trip,

the current owner of Mantuo Shanzhuang, Madam Wang.

'Hiss! What a big, white pair of... eyes!'

Zhang Jie, attracted by that touch of snow-white and the bottomless cleavage, gasped.

At this moment, although he was standing on the boundless, rippling lake,

he only felt two snow-capped, towering Mount Everests appearing before his eyes.

Madam Wang's burden was really too big.

'Prince Duan really ate well before.'

Zhang Jie sighed repeatedly in his heart that Prince Duan had good luck with women.

'No, there is another person who also ate very well.'

Zhang Jie's thoughts turned, and he thought of a certain Prince Duan's leftovers-taker,

Madam Wang's cheap husband, Murong Fu's uncle,

the former owner of Mantuo Shanzhuang, Master Wang.

Now, he finally understood why Master Wang, who clearly had martial arts origins, died young.

With such a stunner, Master Wang couldn't handle it!

While Zhang Jie's thoughts were wandering, Madam Wang also approached the pier.

Scanning the crowd, her eyes immediately focused on Zhang Jie, who stood out from the crowd,

dashing and elegant, like a jade tree in the wind.

Although she left the Xiaoyao Sect when she was very young, she also knew the Xiaoyao Sect's rules for accepting disciples:

They only accept young talents who are outstanding and peerless.

Although she didn't know how talented this elegant young man in front of her was,

his figure and appearance clearly perfectly met the Xiaoyao Sect's rules for accepting disciples.

As for Yue Laosan and Fan Bailing, they were ignored by her.

Madam Wang parted her red lips, and a sound like a spring fountain came from her mouth:

"Are you the third-generation leader of the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Zhang Jie, who was admiring the scenery, cupped his hands and said solemnly:

"The closing disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect's second-generation leader, Wu Yazi,

the third-generation leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Zhang Jie, greets Senior Sister Li."

After speaking, he also raised the Seven-Treasure Ring on his left thumb that represented the position of the Xiaoyao Sect leader.

'Wu Yazi.'

Hearing this name, which she hadn't heard for decades, Madam Wang was lost in thought for a moment.

But she had been in charge of Mantuo Shanzhuang for many years,

and was no longer the simple and innocent girl she was back then; she regained her composure in an instant.

"It is indeed the Seven-Treasure Ring."

Madam Wang, who had looked at the Seven-Treasure Ring carefully for a few glances, nodded, confirming Zhang Jie's identity:

"Since you are my father's disciple, please come into the villa to rest for a while."

Zhang Jie lowered his left hand and nodded slightly: "It is what I wish, I dare not ask for it."

"Miss A'bi, would you like to come into Mantuo Shanzhuang with us for a sit?"

Zhang Jie turned his head to look at A'bi beside him.

Hmm, in order to show respect for Madam Wang, this cheap senior sister,

Zhang Jie did not lead Yue Laosan and Fan Bailing to the pier.

Now he was still on the same boat as A'bi.

Madam Wang glanced at A'bi casually and also invited her:

"A'bi, come up and have a cup of tea before leaving."

A'bi showed gratitude but refused: "Thank you for the kindness of the Madam and Young Master Zhang.

It's just that I still have my Young Master's orders, and I dare not delay any longer."

'What orders?

I think it's to report the news of our arrival to Murong Fu.'

Zhang Jie's brain cells turned, and he roughly guessed A'bi's thoughts.

As the largest martial arts force around Taihu, the Murong family

was naturally vigilant against experts like them who came uninvited.

Especially since the Murong family was hiding a big secret—they were plotting to restore the Great Yan.

However, Zhang Jie expressed no comment on the Murong family's thoughts.

The Great Yan that the Murong family was thinking about was neither a country during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period before the Great Song,

nor a regime during the transition between the Sui and Tang dynasties,

but the regime that occupied the north during the Five Barbarians and Sixteen Kingdoms, the Wei, Jin, and Southern and Northern Dynasties period, the Yan State.

Anyone who knows a little bit of math knows that the Murong family's Great Yan has been dead for five or six hundred years,

and even the old remnants who miss it are probably only the Murong family themselves.

With such difficulty, wanting to restore the country is not easier than conquering the world again.

And although they were determined to restore the country, Murong Fu and his father Murong Bo neither joined the army

nor entered politics, only mixing in the Jianghu.

Tian Long is not a high-martial world like Feng Yun where one person can be a country,

and Murong Fu is not an ambitious hero like Xiong Ba; relying on Jianghu forces is really difficult to achieve great things.

In Zhang Jie's view, Murong Fu's restoration of the country is very interesting:

He neither recruits private soldiers to accumulate strength, nor makes friends with Jianghu forces with the intention of raising a banner,

and has never engaged in any system within his own sphere of influence.

He was just nagged by his father Murong Bo every day, nagging in his ear saying he wanted him to restore the country,

and the result was that people in the Jianghu didn't even know when the Great Yan was a dynasty.

Murong Fu is equivalent to someone in the 21st century shouting to restore the Great Han,

and this Han is Chen Youliang's Chen Han from seven hundred years ago.

Then this guy doesn't pull people, doesn't accumulate wealth, doesn't build fortifications,

doesn't organize weapons, doesn't engage in ideology, often goes out to perform but doesn't take endorsements...

Even if he went to the government office to report, the county magistrate would probably just smile when receiving this news.

For the Song Dynasty, restoring the Great Yan or even the Great Tang is actually not a big deal,

but if you claim to be surnamed Chai and say you want to restore the Great Zhou,

that is a major case that the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice would focus on supervising.

And Murong Fu has a small capacity, acting as a royal family all day long,

not willing to treat the virtuous and recruit the talented at all.

His martial arts are called Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, or "returning the way to the person," which is to say, he is vengeful.

Actually, Zhang Jie thinks Murong Fu's highest winning strategy is to let Wang Yuyan marry Duan Yu,

go to Dali to be an official, and then seize power bit by bit.

Dali doesn't have many experts; after the foundation is stable, poison Duan Yu to death; wouldn't that be it?

Also, little Murong is almost thirty years old, and he doesn't say he has any children, and he likes to wander around the Jianghu,

if he has any accidents, the Murong family will be extinct; what country is there to restore!

Regarding Murong Fu, Zhang Jie can only evaluate him as having great ambition but little talent, a heart higher than the sky, and a life thinner than paper.