Zhang San, having settled the affairs at the Town Martial Office, returned to the Lingwu Army.
After all, he was still a member of the Lingwu Army. Although Changsun Bubai turned a blind eye to his actions, he knew better than to take it too far.
For some reason, however, when Zhang San returned to the camp today, he noticed that quite a few soldiers looked at him strangely.
As he approached his quarters, Changsun Wuji came running over.
"Zhang San, you're finally back! We've been waiting for you!"
Zhang San asked, "Is there some good food waiting for me?"
"No, someone has come looking for you."
Zhang San's brow furrowed slightly, curious, he said, "Who would be looking for me?"
"The soldiers asked, and they said it was someone from the Baili Family bringing something to you, a total of thirteen... um... you'll see when you get there."
As he spoke, Changsun Wuji, tugging at Zhang San, started to run ahead.