Chapter 42: Not Suitable for Becoming an Iron Corpse!

About two hours later, Tian Yindi, who had been chatting with Zhang San, felt a bit thirsty. Zhang San took the opportunity to suggest his interlocutor get some water, thus ending their conversation.

Zhang San looked at the small puddle of water on the deck of the boat beneath the invisible wind wall formed by the Wind Series Techniques between them.

"With you talking to the point of spitting this much, it would be strange if you weren't thirsty."

Zhang San also took the chance to slip away, avoiding Tian Yindi's further attempts to chat.

At the same time, he had someone call Han Baiwen over.

After all, the Town Martial Office's understanding of many details about the Heavenly Punishment Sect was insufficient, so it would be better to bring the four of them along when taking action.

When Han Baiwen saw Zhang San, he immediately greeted respectfully, "Captain Wang."

Zhang San gave a slight smile, finding that Han Baiwen was quite cooperative, knowing how to play along.