"Skipping ranks? Nah, nothing like that! Go check the official website of our Great Xia Martial Arts Association; they’ve released the sa news. The only difference is, our Great Xia Martial Arts Association announced that Brother Dan has beco the president of the entire association!"
"Jeez, I’m blown away! President of the Asian Martial Arts Association, President of the Great Xia Martial Arts Association... Did Brother Bei disappear for that whole month after updating the Grandmaster rankings just to pull all this off? The man’s got skills!"
"But then again, didn’t Brother Bei say he was going to do sothing big for us? Could this be what he was up to? I admit, these are pretty big deals, but... they just don’t feel as monuntal as I imagined! Not as mind-blowing as his previous feats!"
"Well said. Even though Brother Dan’s achievents are sothing I couldn’t catch up to in three lifetis, I still have to ask: Is this it? It doesn’t feel that impactful! Brother Bei, don’t forget, you’re a blogger who listens to advice and keeps it real; we’re not following soone who just blogs about promotions and getting rich!"
"Hold on, Brother Bei hasn’t updated yet. These two things most likely aren’t what he ant to do. But we really should give him a nudge. Damn it, it’s been two months! Why hasn’t my favorite reality series been updated yet? @Zhang Beixing, what on earth are you doing that’s taking so long?"
"A ten-thousand-signature petition! @Zhang Beixing, update already! My virtual pet I’m raising next door has already conquered the seven major sects. I ca back to check, and you still haven’t made a move!"
"@Zhang Beixing..."
The netizens were abuzz, frantically tagging Zhang Beixing and demanding an update.
He, however, was unaware of this, as he had just arrived at the Shishi Police Station.
It was late at night. Zhang Beixing had been incredibly busy all day. First, he was shot at. Then, he attended the Martial Arts Association election, followed by going up the mountain to suppress bandits. Now, he was back in Shishi, having worked nonstop.
After delivering the thug and the bodies, Zhang Beixing handed his signal transmitter, which also served as a portable law enforcent recorder, to Chief Bai.
He briefly explained what had happened on the mountain, then walked out of the interrogation room and into the lounge.
Upon his arrival, the martial artists present all stood up and crowded around him.
"President Zhang, you’re here!"
"President Zhang, we didn’t let you down; we’ve successfully smashed that underground support gang!"
"Yes, thanks to you, we even made it onto the bulletin released by the Shishi Police Station! They gave us a special ntion, and now all the netizens are showering us with praise!"
"With your leadership, our Great Xia Martial Arts Association will surely develop even better! Our martial arts community in Great Xia can also flourish!"
"That’s enough, that’s enough. How can you all be so unobservant? Don’t you know to invite President Zhang to sit down? Can’t these matters wait until President Zhang is seated before we talk?"
"Yes, yes, let’s sit and talk! Oh, my apologies, President Zhang! I got too excited and completely forgot! Please, President Zhang, have a seat. I hope you won’t take offense at what just happened!"
People hurriedly bustled, inviting Zhang Beixing to sit down.
Seeing their actions, Zhang Beixing didn’t say much, just walked to the center of the lounge sofa and sat down.
Almost the mont he sat down, Wan Mingde offered him a cup of tea and said, "President Zhang, you’ve been busy all day; you must be tired. Here, have so tea to refresh yourself."
"Mmm!" Zhang Beixing nodded, accepting the tea from Wan Mingde.
With a sip, the tea was fragrant and had a sweet aftertaste. It was much better than the tea he had at Elder Chen’s ho!
He moistened his slightly dry and hoarse throat, then set the teacup down and looked at everyone. "Thank you all for your hard work today!"
"Oh no, no, you’re too kind, President Zhang. It was no trouble at all!"
Hearing Zhang Beixing’s words, Wan Mingde quickly responded, his defining trait being his swiftness, not giving others a chance to curry favor.
Seeing him act this way, on the surface, everyone remained cordial, still good buddies.
In reality, however, they had already thoroughly cursed Wan Mingde’s entire family tree in their hearts.
That old sycophant! Such a bootlicker! Why doesn’t he just buy a leash and chain himself to President Zhang’s front door?
Maintaining falsely polite smiles, the crowd responded to Zhang Beixing:
"Yes, Grandmaster Zhang, it was no trouble! In fact, we feel like we didn’t get enough of a fight!"
"That’s right! There were so few of them, hardly enough to go around! Grandmaster Zhang, if there are similar association activities in the future, please do organize them. No matter how far, if you give the word, this old man would co even if I had to carry a train on my back!"
" too! We’ll have to rely on your strong support in the future, Grandmaster Zhang!"
"..."
The group chattered excitedly, expressing their views on the matter. They even started calling this joint operation with the police a periodically held ’Association Activity’! How absurd!
And hearing their words, Zhang Beixing’s smile grew wider.
The current martial arts scene in Great Xia was indeed too tranquil. Thanks to the peace and prosperity of Great Xia, everyone lived well and had enough to eat. As a result, folk martial artists had naturally beco ordinary people who just happened to know so martial arts.
If this were ancient tis, which one of them wouldn’t have been a figure from the pugilist world with blood on their hands?
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