Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 793 Zhang Tianpao, the Protector of Flowers

This loud shout immediately made the servants who rushed up pause, and then they all looked towards the door.

The next moment, a tall, burly young man rushed in, brandishing a wood-chopping knife.

At this moment, Zhao Nan immediately stopped crying, then shook off Chu Chen's hand and shouted at the newcomer, "Brother Pao, why are you so stupid? You can't beat them."

“Zhao Nan, you know how I feel. If I just stand by and watch this pig steal you away, how can I, Zhang Tianpao, have the face to live in this world?”

Just then, another commotion came from outside. Young Master Wang looked outside after he arrived.

He immediately shouted a retreat and led his men out of the house.

The others followed suit and left the house.

When Chu Chen went outside, he saw that the area had been surrounded by villagers holding weapons such as sticks and hoes.

He thought to himself, "This is interesting. It seems that Zhang Tianpao has a good reputation in Shanmang Village and can quickly win over the villagers."

"You lowly people, do you want to rebel?"

After leaving, Young Master Wang looked at the group of villagers and said fiercely.

“Hehe, Young Master Wang, let’s talk this out. Tianpao and Zhaonan have long been in love. Why don’t you be kind enough to give Zhaonan’s family five hundred coins? The old man will have everyone pool their money and return it to you.”

"Moreover, to make up for Young Master Wang's loss, our Shanmang Village is specially offering a pig to help him recover."

At this moment, an old man stepped out of the crowd with a smile and spoke politely to Young Master Wang.

Standing behind Zhang Tianpao, Mo Zhaonan looked at the villagers who had come to help and felt a surge of gratitude in her heart.

It turns out that the man she loved was so fearless of power for her sake.

Young Master Wang sneered after hearing this: "Heh, your mountain village chief has really made something of himself, daring to oppose my Wang family. Do you know the consequences?"

“Young Master Wang, what are you saying? We are just lowly commoners, how dare we be enemies with Master Wang?”

The old man continued to chuckle as he spoke to Young Master Wang, his posture so humble that Chu Chen couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"Very well, since you want to oppose my Wang family, then you shall bear the wrath of my Wang family."

"Let's go!"

After saying that, Young Master Wang was about to leave with his men. A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; the villagers were far beyond what his few servants could handle.

However, just as he set off, Zhang Tianpao stopped him, saying, "Young Master Wang, since we've agreed on this, we should write it down in black and white. Otherwise, I'm afraid you might go back on your word later."

After he finished speaking, a contract-like object appeared in Zhang Tianpao's hand.

Young Master Wang turned to Zhang Tianpao and sneered, then took the paper and tore it to shreds.

“You lowly people of Shanmang Village, don’t push your luck. If you lay a finger on me today, I will make sure that not a single one of you in your village can breathe.”

"Haha, Young Master Wang, do you know where the character 'Mang' in our Shanmang Village comes from?"

"Now that we've come this far, you have to sign this contract whether you like it or not."

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand, and all the villagers gathered around.

Chu Chen nodded in agreement, thinking to himself that if every village were as united as Shanmang Village, there would be no oppression whatsoever.

But just as Chu Chen was giving the villagers of Shanmang Village a thumbs up, suddenly, the sound of fighting came from outside.

Immediately afterwards, an elderly man who looked extremely thin and frail made a path through the crowd and came to the side of the young master of the Wang family.

Chu Chen looked at the old man and immediately overturned the words that Zu Cai had told him earlier.

This old man is clearly a fourth-rank expert, so how come this is a mortal continent without martial artists?

Upon seeing the old man's arrival, Young Master Wang immediately felt much more confident.

He bowed respectfully to the old man, saying, "Martial Arts Master Zhou, you've come just in time."

"Young master, don't be afraid. They are just a bunch of lowly people. The master had long sensed that this village had rebellious intentions, and he was right."

Upon hearing the words "martial arts master," the villagers of Shanmang Village immediately wilted.

At this moment, Zhang Tianpao turned to Chu Chen and said, "Brother, I have a favor to ask of you. I will hand Zhao Nan over to you in a little while. You two sneak out and make sure you take good care of her for me."

After hearing this, Chu Chen felt a surge of admiration for Zhang Tianpao.

A fourth-rank expert entering this group of unarmed civilians would absolutely result in crushing and slaughtering them.

At this moment, he was still able to think of himself, an outsider, and his lover, who was a man.

So he immediately went up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, you will all be fine, and Shanmang Village will be fine too."

After saying that, Chu Chen strode out of the crowd and came to the old man in the mountain village: "Old man, take a rest. Leave these things to me."

"You are the customer who was rescued by Zhao Nan?"

"Hehe, that's right. This matter was caused by me. If I didn't show up, how could it be justified?"

"Young master, this matter has nothing to do with you. Even if there were no men, there would be other girls. Even if there were no you, there would be other reasons. This is the Wang family's scheme. Before a fight breaks out, you'd better leave quickly."

"Not bad, simple and honest," Chu Chen said, giving the old man a reassuring look before walking toward the young master of the Wang family.

"What did you just say? You want to beat me to death with sticks?"

"Kid, what are you looking for...?"

"Snapped"

Before Young Master Wang could finish speaking, Chu Chen slapped him away.

Upon seeing this, the fourth-rank elder beside him glared at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself that he had encountered a master.

Why is it that this seemingly ordinary young man didn't even make a clear sound when he slapped me?

"You scoundrel, how dare you attack the young master! What are you looking for...?"

"Snapped"

The old man was the same; before he could finish speaking, Chu Chen slapped him to the ground again.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Chen's figure moved like a ghost among the servants.

Within moments, all the servants collapsed to the ground in agony, wailing in pain, and none of them were able to stand up again.

This scene left the villagers of Shanmang Village completely dumbfounded.

She wondered what kind of person Zhao Nan had rescued, and why he was so powerful.

They knew this old man; he was the Wang family's chief martial arts master. In this small territory, if he dared to claim second place, no one would dare to claim first.

I never expected that I would be so easily subdued by this young man in front of me.

Chu Chen ignored the villagers' surprised looks and walked directly to the young master of the Wang family.