Upon hearing this, Constable Zheng snapped out of his daze. Looking at the three other people on the table who were watching with interest, he felt a pang of regret.
But Zhang Sanfeng didn't give him a chance to back out. He stood up and walked up to him, saying, "Originally, I didn't intend to get involved in this matter, since none of you are good people."
"They are just putting up a sheep's head and selling dog meat, using rats to pass off as duck meat, and distorting the truth."
"A corrupt official who colludes with businessmen, only cares about money, disregards the law, and bullies others by abusing his power."
"He's become stupid from reading too much, he can't distinguish right from wrong, and his granddaughter is full of filth. I bet he's done a lot of dirty things himself."
"You two are evil, this old scholar is stupid, and his granddaughter is both stupid and wicked."
"So in my eyes, you are just dogs fighting each other. If you ask me, all of you should die so that the world can be a little cleaner."
Zhang Sanfeng cursed them all in one breath, which made the other guests in the restaurant look over.
Upon hearing the phrase "inferior goods being passed off as superior ones," Lu Wei's face darkened, and he threatened, "Old Taoist priest, you'd better watch your words. This old scholar on the ground is still lying there."
Zhang Sanfeng looked at him, shook his head, and was too lazy to continue the nonsense: "I am Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, and today I will act on behalf of Heaven."
People in the martial arts world only know Zhang Zhenren of Wudang Mountain, and are still unfamiliar with the name Zhang Sanfeng.
But the name "Guangwudang" was enough to intimidate them.
Although the Wudang Sect has few disciples, none of those who dare to travel alone in the martial world are pushovers.
"rise!"
Zhang Sanfeng focused his energy in his dantian, raised his hands upwards, and all the tables and chairs in the restaurant floated up.
Lu Wei and Constable Zheng, amidst the horrified gazes of the restaurant patrons, floated in mid-air along with the restaurant's tables and chairs.
Holy crap!
Some martial arts practitioners stared in disbelief at the scene before them.
Having little formal education, all they could do in the face of this situation was exclaim "Holy crap!" to express their shock.
When everything had flown to within seven or eight meters of the ground, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly swung his hand downwards and let out a loud shout.
"fall!"
As he spoke, the tables, chairs, benches, and even Constable Zheng and Lu Wei in the sky crashed heavily to the ground with a loud bang.
The old master and his family, because they were lying on the ground, were not thrown into the air. However, the loud noise still made them cover their ears and feel a splitting headache.
The other guests in the restaurant were also shocked and turned pale. They looked at Zhang Sanfeng with some fear in their eyes.
When the buzzing in their ears subsided, they discovered that Lu Wei and Constable Zheng were lying on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices. If it weren't for the occasional groans they were making, they would have thought they were dead.
The other men and constables were so frightened by this scene that they turned pale and immediately knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "Master Daoist, spare our lives! Master Daoist, spare our lives!"
Zhang Sanfeng looked at these people but did not continue to attack. Although he hated evil, his years of cultivation had made him suppress his murderous intent.
He left behind the words "Take care of yourself" and then followed Li Chang'an away from Fushoulou.
After they left, the entire restaurant started creaking and groaning.
"The building is collapsing! Run!"
Someone shouted, and one by one, everyone in the restaurant rushed out.
Just as the waiter was about to help Officer Zheng and Lu Wei up, he heard this, exchanged a glance, and then turned and left the restaurant.
The two people lying on the ground had been trampled over countless times.
As the old master and his family helped each other out, Fushou Tower collapsed with a loud crash.
When the county officials arrived, Fushou Tower had already been reduced to ruins.
A few young beggars were scavenging for valuables in the ruins.
Upon seeing the government officials approaching, they scattered and fled, their eyes filled with fear, as if they were seeing not government officials, but some ferocious monster.
"You're saying the person who made the move claimed to be Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, right?"
"Yes, Your Excellency, the old Taoist priest raised his hands, and Constable Zheng and the entire restaurant flew up and then fell down. After he left, Fushou Restaurant collapsed."
"At that time, Officer Zheng was already dead, and we didn't have time to save him, so we couldn't rescue him."
The magistrate picked up a piece of wood from the ground and examined it closely. The constable behind him described the events that had transpired.
After he finished speaking, the constable cautiously looked at the silent magistrate and asked, "Sir, should we post an arrest warrant and arrest that old Taoist priest?"
Upon hearing this, the magistrate couldn't help but laugh, then he slapped the constable across the face: "Fool!"
"You're still issuing arrest warrants for him. If he actually comes to our county office, would you dare to go up and arrest him?"
The constable was slapped and lowered his head, not daring to speak.
Seeing his appearance, the magistrate couldn't help but slap him again: "Useless!"
The collapse of Fushou Tower was not a big deal for him, but the appearance of such a master was a big deal for him.
Seeing his troubled expression, the county magistrate beside him said, "Sir, this is not something we can handle. Why don't we report it to the prefect? What do you think?"
The magistrate's eyes lit up, and his mood immediately improved: "That makes sense!"
"Someone, record what happened here, and then send a messenger on horseback to deliver the news to the prefect."
"Yes, sir!"
The county magistrate cupped his hands in greeting and instructed his men to handle the matter. After giving his instructions, he remembered something else and asked the county magistrate.
"Sir, what should we do with that old scholar who clashed with Constable Zheng?"
"Officer Zheng has devoted himself wholeheartedly to our county; we cannot let him feel disheartened."
The magistrate ran his hand across his neck and said, "Kill him. It will be revenge for Constable Zheng."
"What about his family?"
"Kill them all! A family should be together, all intact!"
Much of the information reached the prefect, but because it involved Wudang Mountain, he felt that this was not something he could handle.
So he also passed the message up, and it eventually reached the hands of the governor of Jiangnan.
Jiangnan, Jingshan.
Governor Yang Zhi of Jiangnan was entertaining his guests: "Haha, I've long heard of Mr. Cui's great reputation, and seeing him today, I can confirm that it lives up to its name!"
"Governor Yang is too kind. I am nothing but a stray dog. It is my honor to be valued so highly by Governor Yang."
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