Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 44 - 44 44 You Know Dancing Too

44: Chapter 44: You Know Dancing Too?

44: Chapter 44: You Know Dancing Too?

The dance ended to a chorus of thunderous applause.

The clan leader himself joined in the clapping, sharing in the joy.

However, seeing Zhang San clapping perfunctorily a couple of times before continuing with his meal, Gang Leader Pang was filled with a sense of defeat.

“Taoist Friend Wang, do you not fancy the dance that my female disciple has presented?”

Many onlookers were observing their surroundings during the performance and had already noticed that Zhang San wasn’t paying much attention, simply continuing to eat.

Everyone was curious; these sixty-four were easily many times more beautiful than the female disciples by the pond earlier, and they moved with a grace that was many times more enchanting.

How could you remain unmoved?

Zhang San smiled and put down the lamb leg he had just picked up.

“The dancing isn’t good, the costumes are lacking, better to enjoy a good meal.

Gang Leader Pang, your Dragon Serpent Gang’s chefs are truly exceptional.”

Gang Leader Pang had intended to corrupt the guests with his female disciples but hadn’t expected to encounter someone with such unshakable resolve as Zhang San.

Although the youngster appeared to be only at the Primordial Qi Realm, his inner strength seemed to have potentially reached the final phase of the Spiritual Platform Realm, Holding the Origin and Preserving Unity.

Otherwise, without the trials of the Seas of Wheels, how could he possess such formidable will and composure?

At this moment, not just Gang Leader Pang, but many from the Town Martial Office were regarding Zhang San with newfound respect.

They knew that Zhang San was usually quite a flirt, clearly not some clueless youth.

After all, Big Head Wang was the clueless one.

He could barely keep drool from dripping as he watched the female disciples, so how could Zhang San be ignorant of the ways of the world?

Yet Zhang San’s indifference truly surprised everyone.

Even Wei felt that there was something remarkable about the young man.

In his old age, watching these so-called female disciples fluttering about even made him feel somewhat lightheaded, yet the young man remained so composed.

Moreover, Wei had observed Zhang San closely, and he was definitely not someone with homosexual inclinations.

So how could this youth possess such strong inner strength?

Gang Leader Pang glared at the sixty-four female disciples standing at the center of the great hall, who immediately knelt down in terror, not daring to make a noise.

“If the dance was inadequate, go and receive your punishment.”

Upon hearing this, Tian Yindi of the Corpse Nether Sect was displeased.

“Gang Leader Pang, although they are your Dragon Serpent Gang’s female disciples, and we should not interfere, they have danced so hard.

I request the company of two or three of them to sit with me and allow them to rest, if it is no trouble?”

Gang Leader Pang was secretly delighted.

This was exactly the reaction he had been hoping for.

“With an honored guest’s request, why aren’t you going yet?”

Immediately, three or four beautiful female disciples walked towards Tian Yindi’s table.

Some massaged his shoulders, others served him food and poured him wine.

Tian Yindi’s smile stretched all the way to below his ears.

Seeing Tian Yindi enjoying himself so much, others quickly started “pleading” on behalf of the female disciples.

Soon, of the sixty-four female disciples in the center of the great hall, fifty-eight were chosen, leaving only six behind.

These six weren’t unattractive – to be selected by Gang Leader Pang for such an occasion meant that naturally, their looks were not lacking.

It was either bad luck that they hadn’t been noticed while dancing, or they were shy and had kept their heads down, so no one had paid them any attention.

Seeing that six female disciples were left unwanted, Gang Leader Pang snorted coldly.

“You six have contributed nothing while my Dragon Serpent Gang has been hosting the distinguished guests.

Take them away…”

Gang Leader Pang made a throat-slitting gesture, prompting the Dragon Serpent Gang disciples at the entrance of the great hall to step forward to grab them.

“Hold on!”

Zhang San suddenly spoke up, causing Gang Leader Pang to secretly rejoice.

Gang Leader Pang knew that with someone as upright as Zhang San, temptation was already useless.

It was time to employ a moral test.

You see, isn’t he hooked now?

“Flowers may bloom again, but not everyone can regain their youth.

Why must Gang Leader Pang do this?”

Pang Gezhuang kept a cold face, looking at the six female disciples kneeling on the ground, shivering, and heaved a feigned sigh.

“Having guests that no one can impress is a shame!

How could I keep such disciples in the gang?”

Zhang San laughed and stood up.

“Gang Leader Pang, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with the Dragon Serpent Gang’s culture; I just believe these six can do better.

May I offer them some advice?”

“Yes.”

Pang Gezhuang felt secretly thrilled, advice?

I wish you would point things out to them six from evening to deep night!

However, the next moment, Zhang San stood up and, holding the Horizontal Blade, walked to the center of the great hall.

A very bad idea suddenly arose in Pang Gezhuang’s mind.

This Zhang San’s indifference toward my beauty trap, could it be because he’s naturally not interested in women but only in killing?

After all, from the start, this young man’s talk was all about killing!

Zhang San walked in front of the six female disciples and had them stand up.

With a whoosh, the Horizontal Blade was unsheathed.

The six female disciples were terrified, but the training of the Dragon Serpent Gang taught them that under no circumstance were they allowed to speak without permission, so they could not utter a word.

Zhang San’s blade struck the lower part of the garments of the female disciple in front of him.

With a swoosh.

He cut off a piece of silk.

Zhang San lifted the silk to the female disciple’s face and whispered, “Cover your face with this, leaving only your eyes exposed.”

Then, as the female disciple tied the silk, Zhang San moved the Horizontal Blade in his hand, cutting away excess folds of fabric from her waist, neckline, and back with the tip of the blade.

Yet he did not harm the skin of the female disciples at all.

In the end, he even created narrow slits on either side of the long skirt.

Zhang San thus modified the attire of the six female disciples with their long-sleeved robes this way.

“Later when you dance, do less hip-twisting and arm-lifting, spin more, bend over more.”

The female disciples seemed eager to try Zhang San’s advice.

But when Zhang San saw one of the female disciples begin to arch her back, he frowned.

“I told you to bend over, not arch your back.

And when bending over, remember to cover up a little with your hands.

You understand ‘cover up a little,’ right?”

The female disciples blushed and nodded.

Zhang San returned to his spot, waved his hand, and shouted, “Resume the music, continue the dance.”

In the great hall, many had female disciples of the Dragon Serpent Gang accompanying them, drinking and making merry.

Even Sect Master Kong Wenzai of Pure Stream Sword Sect, despite his daughter being not far away, had two on his left and two on his right, hugging them close.

However, as soon as the drums sounded, and the six female disciples started dancing, the attention of the crowd, previously only on the female disciples beside them, was once again captured.

And deeply so.

Tian Yindi merely glanced once and was so captivated that he stopped his hand earlier extended into the abyss of affairs.

Sect Master Kong Wenzai’s eyes bulged, drooling over the leg of a Dragon Serpent Gang female disciple.

Zheng Yijian from Mysterious Soldiers Sect was relatively normal, only pressing his right index finger against his nostril to stop a nosebleed when the table in front of him jolted a little.

Meanwhile, Zhang San sat upright behind his own table, eating a leg of lamb, preparing to pour himself a drink.

Ling leaned in to pour the wine for Zhang San and praised in a low voice, “Who knew you had an understanding of dance.

It seems you’ve mesmerized everyone.”

Zhang San looked at the group in the hall acting without dignity and snorted.

“I don’t know dance, I just understand men.”