The farce ca quickly and went away just as fast.
The commotion at Erli Bridge's bead shop soon caught the attention of the Sword Sect's Old Ascender, who was sipping tea nearby.
Elder Tian from the Sword Hall rode in on a heavily armored Wind Traveling Ship painted in black.
Two large flags flapped in the wind behind the Wind Traveling Ship, one reading "Please abide by the law," and the other, "Otherwise, get buried alive in the Sword Tomb."
Following the large flags were several disciples, all dressed like Elder Tian.
They wore black clothes, sunglasses, leather jackets and pants, and big leather boots.
This was the latest fashion release from the Thousand chanism Pavilion this year.
This black-clad crowd, if not for the polite writing on one flag, might have been mistaken for a gang of thugs.
Amidst the roaring sound, the crowd parted, and Elder Tian cast off his big leather boots, puffing on a pipe, and walked into the shop.
He first waved his hand to disperse Fuji's octagonal cage, rescuing Lily, before turning to Zhang Ze, who was busy tending to Qiao Erli's breathing.
Elder Tian frowned, feeling that this was a troubleso matter.
As the disciplinary elder of the Sword Pavilion's Sword Hall, integrity was his baseline, and impartiality was fundantal.
No matter the reason, disturbing street order warranted a fine.
However, dealing with these rascals was not simple.
It wasn't that Elder Tian was afraid to issue a fine, but he felt it was pointless since they wouldn't learn their lesson.
Among the three troublemakers in the room were the chairman, the general manager, and the mascot of the Thousand chanism Pavilion.
If the fine was too light, it wouldn't hurt, if too heavy, it wouldn't be appropriate.
However, Elder Tian quickly ca up with an idea.
He couldn't handle it, but soone else could.
Elder Tian removed his sunglasses, took out pen and paper, and swiftly wrote up a fine, pasting it onto Zhang Ze's forehead.
"According to the regulations of the Thousand chanism Town's street office, disrupting the business environnt and damaging private property requires a fine of two thousand, besides compensating for the hoowner's losses. Any objections?" Elder Tian asked.
"It's appropriate, it's appropriate," Zhang Ze said, taking down the fine and carefully storing it away.
Compensating for the losses was his due responsibility.
As for the fine, it was nothing but money changing hands and didn't matter much to him.
However, just as Zhang Ze was planning to laugh it off, Elder Tian issued another fine.
"According to the Sword Sect's regulations, when a disciple causes trouble, the master is accountable. Since this isn't your first ti, your master's salary will be docked for thirty years."
Zhang Ze, "?"
"Smile," Elder Tian said, handing the fine to Zhang Ze and taking a picture of him with a small walnut-shaped device.
Elder Tian continued, "Alright, that's it. Rember to clean this place up later. As for your master, I've already notified him."
Zhang Ze, "?"
After showing Zhang Ze the chat log, Elder Tian turned on his big leather boots and left.
"Regroup!"
Dust swirled as Elder Tian departed with flair, not leaving even a cloud behind.
Zhang Ze leaned back, thinking to himself that the older the ginger, the spicier it gets, just as he wondered how to explain it to his master, he suddenly felt sothing cold against his neck.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a black, stick-like object protruding beside him.
Zhang Ze turned around, discovering his master sohow already standing behind him...
Zhang Ze, "Let explain, it was Lily, it has nothing to do with ."
Li, "Hmm, keep going, I'm listening."
Zhang Ze, "..."
Seeing her master had arrived, Fuji quickly split into a pile again, sneaking off to the corner, blending in amongst the scattered figures on the ground, staying motionless, pretending she wasn't there.
———— Fuji figurines are selling like hotcakes ————
A few days later, at the Thousand chanism Pavilion.
Soone was blowing bubbles.
Zhang Ze stood outside the door, forming a circle with his thumb and forefinger. With a gentle breath, he blew a black bubble.
The bubble floated and floated, drifting inside until it reached Lily's ear, who was staring blankly at an array.
The black bubble burst, and Zhang Ze's voice sounded in Lily's ear.
"You've lost thirty years of salary."
Lily was startled, her heart twitching, and she quickly jumped up but found no one after looking around.
"No, boss, don't do this. Uncle Qiao is fine now, and I already apologized and compensated. Isn't thirty years too much?" Lily pleaded.
"Just teasing you. How's the array research going?"
Another black bubble flew in through the window.
Lily breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't rush, it'll take so ti. I still have to find the Taoist later... Boss, if you're really free, help walk Maomao."
Reassured about her salary, Lily waved at the window, signaling Zhang Ze to go have fun elsewhere.
Monts later, the last black bubble floated in.
With a "pop," it burst.
"Okay," ca Zhang Ze's voice.
This was a spell he learned from the Star God yesterday.
By using vibration frequencies, he condensed "sound" into the shape of a black bubble.
This was a Dharma thod typically only used by the old Star Gods. Unless it was soone with a complex makeup like Zhang Ze or Lily, most people couldn't unravel the secret of the black bubble, no matter how astute, and could only destroy it at best.
That black sphere the size of a washbasin yesterday was such a 'ssage' from the Star God designated as 04.
Because of this ssage, several unknown matters were explained.
Qiao Tianqiao's situation was similar to Zhang Ze's; he also had an innate flaw with the Yuan Mixed Body and ford two Golden Cores when forming the Core.
However, unlike Zhang Ze, he did not announce this and kept it a secret.
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