Chapter 883: Dui Chuanchang, Dui Chuanqiang!

The next day, in the main hall of the Hua Residence,

Looking at Madam Hua and Steward Wu, who had his arm in a sling, Zhang Cheng immediately said, "Greetings, Madam, greetings, Steward Wu!"

"No need for formalities!"

Signaling to Zhang Cheng, Madam Hua said, "How long have you been in my residence?"

"Reporting to Madam, it has already been half a month!"

Explaining with a smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but speak.

"Then may I ask what business you have coming to my Hua Residence? Presumably, with your martial arts, you could go anywhere in this world!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before her, Madam Hua narrowed her eyes and asked.

"I was once penniless and unwilling to be a thief, so I could only offer my services for a warm meal. Fortunately, the Hua Residence took me in, and I am deeply grateful!"

Looking at Madam Hua, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but speak.

Although he said it like that, he had truly been destitute back then; otherwise, why would he come to the Hua Residence to tide himself over!

Before the transmission ends, you are the big brothers!

After the transmission ends, I have seen many big brothers, but they all call me big brother!

Zhang Cheng: I am both the chosen one and the only one!

"I didn't expect you to be such a sincere person!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, Madam Hua couldn't help but nod.

Because even if Zhang Cheng was poor enough to be a beggar, he was unwilling to do bad things, so his kindness and benevolence were obvious!

Situ Yaozu: Kindness?

Ding Xiu: Benevolence?

Federal Reserve: Oh, you're kidding?

"Thank you for the compliment, Madam, I just wanted to find a place where I could eat my fill!"

Explaining with a smile, Zhang Cheng bowed.

"How old are you this year?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Madam Hua didn't quite believe his age.

After all, to have mastered this level of external training at fourteen—how could the heroes of the world bear it?

"Fifteen by nominal age! But I just have natural divine strength!"

Explaining to Madam Hua, Zhang Cheng rolled up his sleeves to show his muscles.

Watching Zhang Cheng with a twitching mouth, Steward Wu stood there in a daze upon hearing this.

Because whose naturally strong teenager could shatter a house with one palm strike and leave a deep pit in the ground?

"Natural divine strength, natural divine strength is good!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's explanation, Madam Hua turned her head, completely not knowing what to say.

But just then, a servant appeared outside and said, "Madam, Prince Ning is here!"

"Prince Ning?"

Hearing this name suddenly, Madam Hua immediately said sternly, "Quick, invite the Master over!"

"Yes, Madam!"

Turning to leave, the servant became serious.

"You wait a moment, let me handle this matter, and then I'll give you yesterday's reward!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Madam Hua couldn't care about him now; after all, Prince Ning was the most deadly guy!

Because who would go on a rampage and urinate at will in someone else's house!

Prince Ning: I'm going to go on a rampage!

Zhang Cheng:.

As a prince, Prince Ning's entourage was quite large; the soldiers entered and nearly occupied the entire hall.

Dressing nervously and coming out, Master Hua immediately smiled and said, "Greetings, Prince Ning!"

"Hmph!"

Looking at Master Hua with a huff, Prince Ning sat down swaggeringly and said, "I heard Master Hua has an appreciation for calligraphy and painting. Today I have brought the 'Spring Tree and Autumn Frost' painting bestowed by the Emperor. I wonder, Master Hua, would you care to view it with me?"

Waving his hand, Prince Ning beckoned and shouted, "Bring the painting!"

Just after the Deadly Scholar appeared, Madam Hua immediately said, "Oh, how can an item bestowed by the Emperor be opened here? It would be better to keep it stored away!"

Engaging in a battle of wits, Madam Hua tried to stop the Deadly Scholar from opening the scroll.

And the Deadly Scholar was no pushover; he immediately set up the table and chairs and spread it out directly.

Watching the two of them fight, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

Prince Ning wasn't here to display a painting; he was here to show off his power, to suppress Master Hua. However, Madam Hua was no pushover either.

But the Deadly Scholar was still a step higher, spreading the painting on the table.

Just as Madam Hua was being held back, Prince Ning said again, "I hear Master Hua is quite good at couplets. I happen to have a junior here who wants to ask for advice. Why doesn't Master Hua help out?"

"Oh, in front of Prince Ning..."

Just as Master Hua wanted to refuse, Dui Chuanchang, who had walked out, had already spoken: "One village, two miles, three scholars; not knowing the Four Books, Five Classics, or Six Arts, yet daring to teach seven, eight, or nine sons—truly bold."

"Ten rooms, nine poor; gathering eight taels, seven qian, six fen, five hao, four li, yet having three hearts and two minds—first-class low-life."

Walking out from the side, Tang Bohu immediately spoke with a face full of contempt.

Hearing the other party say this, Dui Chuanchang immediately questioned, "Who are you?"

"I have read books for two years, a lost little book boy in the world, Hua An!"

Bowing and saluting, Tang Bohu smiled.

But just then, Zhang Cheng walked forward and said, "What era is this, and you're still doing this? Listen up!"

"Tattooing a frog on a tadpole, who are you showing off to, you bastard!"

Looking at Dui Chuanchang before him, Zhang Cheng opened with a map-wide attack.

Staring at Zhang Cheng in a daze, the Deadly Scholar, who was fighting with Madam Hua, was also dumbfounded.

While everyone was craning their necks, Zhang Cheng looked at Dui Chuanchang and said, "Come on, let's continue!"

"Insulting to literature, insulting to literature, you..."

Looking at Zhang Cheng in a fit of rage, Dui Chuanchang nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

And looking at Zhang Cheng, Tang Bohu was also stunned, because he hadn't expected Zhang Cheng to be so arrogant when he spoke.

"A dog lifting a door curtain, all relying on a mouth!"

Speaking again, Zhang Cheng put his hands in his pockets, looking like he was ready to fight if the other party wasn't convinced.

And looking at Zhang Cheng, Dui Chuanchang roared, "Who are you, brat?"

"Not talented, I am Dui Chuanqiang!"

Looking at Dui Chuanchang, Zhang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.

"I see you're a birthday star eating arsenic, tired of living!"

Staring at Zhang Cheng, Dui Chuanchang scolded.

"A toad chasing a frog, you're ugly and play dirty!"

Looking at Dui Chuanchang with a smile, Zhang Cheng stared at him and spoke.

And hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Dui Chuanchang immediately clutched his chest and retreated, spitting blood.

Watching this scene in shock, Tang Bohu couldn't help but say, "High level!"

"Still doing couplets, what era is this? Just attacking the face directly, starting at zero frames!"

Looking at Tang Bohu with a huff, Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at the location of the 'Spring Tree and Autumn Frost' painting.

And noticing that Dui Chuanchang had failed, Prince Ning looked at the Deadly Scholar.

Looking at Prince Ning's gaze, the Deadly Scholar immediately became ruthless.

Just as Madam Hua was trying desperately to stop him, the original 'Spring Tree and Autumn Frost' painting was actually torn.

Watching this scene in shock, everyone present was stunned, but Prince Ning revealed a ferocious smile, because he could finally go on a rampage.

But before Prince Ning could speak, Zhang Cheng hurriedly said, "Reporting to the Prince, this 'Spring Tree and Autumn Frost' painting is fake. In fact, the real 'Spring Tree and Autumn Frost' painting has always been in the Hua Residence, but Madam and the Master didn't know it!"

"Hmm?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Master Hua stood there in a daze.

But Madam Hua understood something and hurriedly said, "That's right, Master, the real 'Spring Tree and Autumn Frost' painting has always been in the residence, but you just forgot!"

Saying this, Madam Hua hurriedly said, "Hua An, why don't you go get it!"

"Me?"

Pointing at himself, Tang Bohu was dumbfounded, because if he weren't Tang Bohu, he probably wouldn't know what to do right now!

Looking at Tang Bohu, who was like a running dog, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Me?"

"I'll go right now!"

Turning to leave, Tang Bohu ran wildly.

(End of chapter)