Chapter 957 — Consider It a Favor

"Better late than never," Wei Zhao said.

"But... you can actually repair my meridians?" The Medicine King's face was full of hope as he looked at Wei Zhao.

"Sure I can," Wei Zhao nodded.

"What?" The Medicine King was stunned, on the verge of tears, and nearly dropped to his knees before Wei Zhao. He really could repair his meridians?

"Though my fee is bound to be a bit steeper than what a quack like you would charge," Wei Zhao said. "Ten billion per meridian. A martial artist has seven meridians and eight vessels, fifteen primary channels in all. So just hand me one hundred and fifty billion, and I'll throw in the secondary channels for free!"

The Medicine King rolled his eyes, nearly fainting from sheer fury. Ten billion a meridian? Why didn't the man just go rob a bank?

"Don't go complaining that it's steep! Do you have any idea how many rare treasures I'd have to burn through to repair a single meridian for you? I might even have to call my master in, and it's not as if he gets here without travel expenses!" Wei Zhao was starting to talk sheer nonsense.

"..." The Medicine King said nothing, his face a portrait of despair.

Wei Zhao shrugged and turned away from the Medicine King, addressing Zhao Qibing instead. "Zhao Qibing, seems you still haven't given up? Two buildings have come down already. Do you still not understand that there are some people you can't provoke, because provoking them is a great deal of trouble?"

"I... Boss Wei Zhao, ha, I—I was incited by the Yu and Xiao families into this foolish move. Honestly, deep down, I'm terrified of you!" The expressions flitting across Zhao Qibing's face were a spectacular sight; to save his skin, he had no choice but to keep swallowing humiliation! He knew full well that Wei Zhao was capable of anything, and so he dumped all the blame on the Yu and Xiao families at once! Surely Wei Zhao wouldn't dare do anything to the Yu and Xiao families!

After all, Wei Zhao might not know how formidable the hidden families were, but he certainly knew that the families of the mundane world were not to be trifled with! Besides, the Yu family had hidden families backing them, and though the Xiao family had fallen on hard times, Zhao Qibing refused to believe Wei Zhao would truly dare to touch him!

After all, if Wei Zhao moved against the Xiao family, the other families would surely see their own fate in it—perhaps they would be next—and they would not sit idly by.

"Yu Bide is dead. Old Pi is dead too," Wei Zhao said flatly.

"Gah?" At Wei Zhao's words, Zhao Qibing nearly collapsed onto the ground! What the hell? Wei Zhao dared to kill even the Yu family's people? In Zhao Qibing's eyes, Wei Zhao at his most arrogant would only strike at the Xiao family and would never dare touch the Yu family—yet he had never imagined Wei Zhao would directly kill the Yu family's people. Wasn't that just too ruthless?

This man never played by the rules, and he acted with absolute abandon. Was he not afraid of retaliation...? Right—this time, by feigning the loss of his strength, he had lured some retaliation, and what a result: the retaliators had been retaliated against...

"Your family hasn't lost anyone yet, so here I am," Wei Zhao said, looking at Zhao Qibing with a faint, ambiguous smile.

"Boss Wei Zhao, there's surely some misunderstanding between us..." Zhao Qibing's legs had gone weak with fear; his whole body was trembling, and the smile on his face was a ghastly thing. "Look, if I hadn't been incited, would I ever have dared trouble you? Please, whatever you do, don't act rashly..."

"Don't be so frightened. Before I kill someone, I generally give them a choice." Wei Zhao waved a hand, cutting Zhao Qibing off. "I gave the Yu and Xiao families two options, but they didn't accept, so I had no choice..."

"I accept, I accept!" Zhao Qibing nodded again and again.

"Your terms, I want them doubled," Wei Zhao said flatly.

"My terms..." Zhao Qibing's expression changed at once, and he smiled bitterly. "I wanted the Gu Group's real estate company, but where would I get two real estate companies? If I had one, I wouldn't need to go asking others for theirs..."

"Then you can only die," Wei Zhao said. "Though you're different from the Yu and Xiao families. Your lot's idea was to have the Medicine King poison us to death?"

"No, no, how would I dare poison you?" Zhao Qibing hastily denied it.

"Wei Zhao, it was I who fabricated the order. Young Master Bing truly had no intention of poisoning you. I feared Gu Pengzhan wouldn't cooperate, so that's why I said it." Li Cihua gritted his teeth and stepped forward, resolved to shoulder the blame for Zhao Qibing! At the time, Zhao Qibing had not shown himself; if Li Cihua took all the responsibility upon himself, then perhaps Wei Zhao's fury might be diverted onto him instead.

"Oh, it was you? You're the one who said you'd poison Uncle Chu's whole family?" Wei Zhao glanced at Li Cihua and asked.

"It was me!" Li Cihua nodded.

"Oh. Then I suppose I'll just have to kill your whole family too. Zhao Qibing included, naturally." Wei Zhao spoke as though it were nothing at all.

"Huh?" Li Cihua blinked, taken aback. "But... that has nothing to do with Young Master Bing..."

"Oh, when you were going to wipe out Uncle Chu's whole family, you never stopped to think whether it had anything to do with Yaoyao, did you? So I won't stop to think whether it has anything to do with Zhao Qibing, either." Wei Zhao said, eyes fixed on Li Cihua.

"..." Li Cihua was speechless. Had he stood up to take the blame for nothing?

"Leave it to Wei Zhao, then. I don't have a real estate company, but can I pay off the debt in cash?" Zhao Qibing, having heard that Wei Zhao had already finished off Yu Bide and Pi Bo, was scared out of his wits. He was certain Wei Zhao would not hesitate for a second to kill him!

"Oh, that works too." Wei Zhao smiled. "Actually, let's call it a discount. Two hundred million will do."

"Ah? Two hundred million..." Zhao Qibing's face turned bitter again. "I only have a hundred and fifty million..."

And that hundred and fifty million was money he had only just cheated out of Zhen Yingjun and An Liwen a few days ago. Now it was about to vanish...

"You're short fifty million, are you? That's fine too. Break your own legs, and we'll call it even for the fifty million." Wei Zhao said.

"This..." Zhao Qibing hesitated. He felt his legs had only just healed, and the thought of breaking them again was truly agonizing. But then he thought: if breaking his legs could save him fifty million and keep him alive, that was a pretty good bargain! It just meant a while longer in a wheelchair, no big deal! So he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! Deal! Cihua, get me an iron rod! For Wei Zhao's sake, break my legs!"

"This... fine!" Li Cihua wanted to say something, but thinking of Wei Zhao's temperament, he shook his head and went out to find an iron rod.

Li Cihua soon returned with the iron rod, but Wei Zhao waved a hand and said, "You do it yourself."