Chapter 683 - 555 Please Take Me as Your Disciple!

"Master Zhang, today’s accident is partly my responsibility. I shouldn’t have worried so much, should have spoken up early, then nothing would have happened, and now you’re injured."

Seeing Zhang Su’s face covered in scars, Meng Changwei felt a multitude of emotions and a bit annoyed by his own persistence.

"These minor injuries are nothing. Look at them, then look at me, isn’t this much stronger?"

Zhang Su pointed at the corpses of Flying Wolf Gang members being carried away.

Meng Changwei shook his head with a bitter smile: "Master Zhang, no matter what, I have to make amends. We brought a lot of supplies on this trip, the vehicles are parked in the village. You can have them counted and handed over to Celestial Horse Island as a gesture of apology."

Many people around, including members of the Yama Corps and those from Bridge Town, were taken aback by Meng Changwei’s generous offer.

In these times, the importance of survival supplies is self-evident, and to resolutely donate all supplies to the camp takes great courage!

Zhang Su was also a bit taken aback. According to previous practices, like in United Village or Kuanzhuang, about thirty percent of supplies were usually kept under personal control, but Meng Changwei was so decisive.

The people from Bridge Town instinctively felt anxious, and some showed worried expressions, but quickly restrained themselves. They understood that Meng Changwei would never betray them, knowing this was enough!

"Old Meng, these supplies you brought don’t belong to you alone; you can’t make all the decisions. Since you’ve chosen to join Celestial Horse Island, let me handle these matters!"

Zhang Su patted Meng Changwei’s arm.

He aimed for long-term development, and people’s hearts are the key to long-term development. Supplies aren’t critical to Celestial Horse Island because, although not handed over, they’re still with its members; as long as allocation is flexible, it’s practically the same, but the perception is completely different.

"Does it hurt a lot? Serves you right for showing off, wanting to fight nine... don’t move, I’ll clean it for you."

"The wound isn’t deep; once Xinyu cleans it and applies some medicine, it’ll heal quickly without leaving a scar. You’ll still be the handsome guy."

"It’s up to the ladies to be careful; we can’t handle this job."

"Exactly, exactly..."

Zhang Su initially planned to treat his wounds back at Celestial Horse Island, but Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan insisted on treating them early, so the Yama Corps accompanied them by the roadside.

With the Yama Corps staying put, others naturally didn’t set out either, as the destination was nearby, and everyone felt relaxed.

Zheng Xinyu mimicking Zhang Su’s voice amused everyone; only she could make such jokes throughout the group.

"Brother Su, honestly, today was quite perilous; none of us knew that group’s strength. When you said you’d fight nine, we were all shocked!"

Wang Xin said seriously.

"Indeed, if you hadn’t delivered that divine kick to the fat guy at the start of the fight, you’d be more seriously injured!"

"Surely Brother Su considered these factors before deciding to act, but I also found it risky..."

Everyone nodded; they rarely found Zhang Su reckless, but today’s actions seemed impulsive, though it ended perfectly.

Zhang Su smiled mysteriously and said, "Strength can be analyzed through indirect details. That group appeared very cunning; cunning and formidable traits rarely occur in the same person!"

"Oh?" Zheng Xinyu tilted her head with a comical expression, drawing out her words: "Is that so?"

"Of course it is!" Zhang Su’s expression turned serious, then he quickly changed the topic: "And most importantly, someone tipped me off!"

"Oh, is that so, who was it?"

"It must be someone from Bridge Town, right?"

"I think it could only be Meng Changwei, who else could it be?"

Everyone speculated, but Zhang Su just smiled silently. His analysis was based on Xie Guangfa.

Judging from the Flying Wolf Gang’s attitude towards Xie Guangfa and his displayed abilities, many things could be discerned, and this was the foundation for him daring to challenge nine opponents.

These thoughts weren’t convenient to share with anyone, and maintaining mystery was best, but unfortunately, even if he kept quiet, someone wanted to unveil them.

"Are you sure someone tipped you off, rather than because of something else?"

Ju Mumio held a slender steel rod, asking softly, her voice not loud but penetrating.

Standing silently among the crowd, she was always inconspicuous, but once she spoke, she immediately drew attention, and everyone’s eyes focused on her face.

Pang Dakun said cheerfully: "Sister Ju, do you know something? Quickly expose Uncle’s lies, and tell us."

"Lies, my foot!"

Zhang Su gave Pang Dakun a look, then said to Ju Mumio: "It was someone secretly informing me; you’re too suspicious, it’s not good!"

"King Yama, Zhang, Brother Zhang!"

Suddenly, someone shouted outside the crowd, startling many Yama Corps members.

Wang Zhetao looked at the admiration in his eyes, stood up straight, and seeing everyone’s attention on him, darted into the crowd, saying: "Brother Zhang, please accept me as a disciple; I want to learn combat techniques from you!"

After speaking, he bowed respectfully, showing a sincere attitude.

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The Yama Corps members looked at Wang Zhetao confusedly; many of them didn’t even know him.

"Well, he beats you to it; you always miss the timing!"

On the other side, Ding Yong Country complained to Zheng Ziwen.

"This... Uncle, how can you blame this on me? He ran so fast, it’s not too late for us to go now."