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In the evening, after returning to the military camp, Zhang San lay on his bed and began to ponder what he should do next.

First, Peng Hu seemed not too intelligent, as long as he misreported the number of fallen soldiers afterward. It would be possible to profit from the deceased's pensions, even uncover the fraud of drawing pay for non-existent soldiers. Without death, one would still be skinned.

Secondly, He had left a mark for the Town Martial Office and would meet with the Hidden Martial artists from the northern Town Martial Office in three days. If possible, he planned to establish a branch of the Town Martial Office in the north.

Of course, the goal was not, or not only, to help the Town Martial Office establish a branch; he could also take the opportunity to establish a stronghold for the Heavenly Punishment Sect.

Who said a branch of the Town Martial Office couldn't also be a stronghold for the Heavenly Punishment Sect?