All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 91 Origins

Madam Wang lowered her head and whispered, "I understand." Clearly, Li Qiushui had already made her realize her position in the family.

Seeing this, Li Qiushui added, "I'll have my men help you find the people on the list. You need to keep your men in check and make sure they don't cause any more trouble. Understand?"

Madam Wang quickly agreed. Li Qiushui was then satisfied and turned to Zhang Cheng.

"Sect Leader, this matter is settled. We've taken up quite a bit of your and Senior Sister's time, let's go."

Zhang Cheng transmitted his voice to Li Qiushui, saying, "Sister Li, why don't you spend more time with your daughter and granddaughter? We have plenty of time here, there's no need to rush."

Li Qiushui responded telepathically: "No need. If things go smoothly, I will have time to take care of them in the future. If things don't go well—I haven't looked after them for decades, so why pretend to be a good person now?"

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She paused for a moment, then said, "Sect Leader, I will go to Suzhou City later to assign the tasks."

Before Zhang Cheng could respond, Tong Lao suddenly interjected in the telepathic communication: "I'll go with you."

Li Qiushui clicked her tongue: "Senior sister really doesn't know how to be discreet. Eavesdropping on other people's conversations like that, how rude."

The old woman snorted, "I'm so oblivious to the truth, and you two have kept me completely in the dark. If I were any more discreet, I probably wouldn't even know I'd been sold out."

Li Qiushui smiled helplessly in the telepathic communication, seemingly feeling better after bickering with her senior sister.

"Okay, let's take Senior Sister with us. We can also have her contact her subordinates to help us look for her."

After hearing this, Zhang Cheng made the decision: "Then it's settled. The Wang family must have ships for coming and going. I'll take the Murong family back to Canhe Village first. You two take the previous guide back to Suzhou City."

Once the plan was finalized, Tong Lao reached out and grabbed the Western Xia guide, and she and Li Qiushui disappeared from the spot.

Zhang Cheng cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Madam Wang: "Madam Wang, please take care of yourself for the rest of your days."

Madam Wang dared not meet his gaze, but simply nodded slightly and turned to leave.

After she walked away, Zhang Cheng released Bao Butong's acupoints and placed him next to Azhu and Abi.

"The three of you, it's time for us to go too."

As soon as Bao Butong's foot touched the ground, without saying a word, he threw a punch at Zhang Cheng's chest. Zhang Cheng stood still, unmoved.

Halfway through his punch, Bao Butong noticed that his opponent neither dodged nor blocked, so he tried to retract the force of his punch. However, the momentum had already been formed, and he couldn't retract it in time, so he still collided with the opponent solidly.

"Bang!"

Before the fist could even touch Zhang Cheng's clothes, it was blocked by an invisible wall of energy.

Bao Butong felt a numbness in his fist, as if he had hit an iron plate.

The next instant, the force of the recoil surged like a torrent, sending him flying several meters away.

"Brother Bao!" Azhu and Abi rushed to help him up.

Zhang Cheng stood there, hands behind his back: "Mr. Bao spared others and saved himself. If you hadn't held back just now, the force of the recoil would have probably taken half your life."

Bao Butong stopped Azhu and Abi from helping him up, rubbing his chest as he got up, and said through gritted teeth, "No, no! What you say makes no sense! It was clearly because I saw that you were not dodging or avoiding me just now that I knew something was wrong, so I attacked the enemy with three parts of my strength and kept seven parts for myself, just in case!"

This is the result of seasoned experience in combat; how come in your words it's become that I, Bao, was kind-hearted and saved you?

As he spoke, he took another step forward, making a move as if he were about to attack.

Seeing this, Azhu and Abi quickly went forward to pull him away.

"Brother Bao! You're injured like this, don't fight anymore!"

"Yes, Brother Bao, this Master Zhang just released your pressure points."

Bao Butong shook off the two men: "No, no! He was just pretending to release my pressure points; he was really just showing off his martial arts skills! He only released my pressure points because he thought he had the three of us cornered. Don't be fooled by his sweet talk!"

Zhang Cheng, too lazy to argue with him, turned and walked outside. "Let's go, the three of you can talk as we walk."

Bao Butong remained unmoved, standing in place, and said, "No, no! Recently, since the young master has been away, Canhe Manor has been frequently visited by unpleasant guests. Why don't you two ladies stay at Mantuo Manor for the time being? I, this rough man, will accompany you."

Zhang Cheng was just looking for someone to guide him, so it didn't matter who it was: "There's nothing wrong with that. It just so happens that Madam Wang has received a warning from Sister Li, so she probably won't make things difficult for the two young ladies."

Bao Butong spoke up again: "No, no! Your reminder is reasonable. The Wang family does indeed have many rules, and it would be easy for the mistress to offend the two young ladies if they stayed here. Perhaps—"

Before he could finish speaking, his body stiffened, and his pressure points were struck again.

Zhang Cheng picked him up and said to Azhu and Abi, "Let's go. Your Third Brother Bao is very eloquent; I'd better let him have some peace and quiet first."

Azhu and Abi exchanged a glance, suppressed a laugh, and followed.

The four boarded the small boat. Zhang Cheng put Bao Butong down, walked to the stern, and used his internal energy to propel the boat forward.

The boat glides on the water, its surface shimmering. Camellias bloom on both banks gradually recede into the distance, eventually disappearing from view.

As Zhang Cheng steered the boat, he casually said, "You two don't need to be so reserved. Feel free to say or ask anything you want to say."

"I have some connection with these two young ladies, and I would never harm you."

"Origin?" Azhu and Abi exchanged a glance.

It was the older Azhu who spoke up: "Uncle Zhang, you flatter us. You are a hero with superb martial arts skills and a distinguished status. How could we, two lowly maids, dare to presume to be worthy of your status?"

She wasn't flattering Zhang Cheng; she genuinely felt that way.

Zhang Cheng was able to easily subdue Bao Butong, and was addressed as "Sect Leader" by two other women with exceptional martial arts skills, clearly indicating that he was someone of great importance.

Zhang Cheng shook his head: "Miss A'Zhu has a gold locket and a red 'Duan' character tattoo on her shoulder, am I correct?"

Azhu was shocked: "How did Grandpa Zhang find out?"

"This is the origin I was referring to. Your biological father is named Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan in Dali; your biological mother, Ruan Xingzhu, is a young lady from a wealthy family. And I am the Prince of Zhennan's son-in-law, related to your half-sister."

A'Zhu stood there, stunned. She had been abandoned by her biological parents since childhood and was only able to survive because she was adopted by Murong Bo.

Hearing news about my parents so suddenly, I didn't know how to react.

Zhang Cheng then turned to Abi: "Miss Abi is a disciple of Kang Guangling, right?"

Abi paused for a moment, then nodded: "6"

"The 'Mediocre Qin Player' Kang Guangling is indeed my teacher. Could it be that Master Zhang and my teacher have a past connection?"

"I can be considered to be of the same generation as your master's master," Zhang Cheng smiled. "According to seniority, you should address me as the sect leader's grand-uncle."

Abi's eyes widened: "Huh? Then—then those two from earlier were also—"

"Those two are also your seniors in the sect."

Abi opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything for a moment.

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