Chapter 1045 — The Car Got Smashed

"Wu Chengtian?" Feng Xiaoxiao froze for a moment, then it clicked who Wu Chengtian was. "You mean that Wu Iron Hand? He wants to treat us to a big meal? Yes, yes, let's go! I love big meals! When?"

"When?" Wei Zhao asked Wu Chengtian on the other end of the line.

"Right now. Jingyi and I are at the snack street behind Songshan City No. 1 High School. I hear you live nearby?" Wu Chengtian said.

"Right now—are we going?" Wei Zhao didn't answer Wu Chengtian's question; he asked Feng Xiaoxiao instead.

"Of course we're going!" Feng Xiaoxiao had no interest whatsoever in studying. She was practically at death's door—who had time to study? There wasn't even time left to sit for the college entrance exams! So Feng Xiaoxiao gladly agreed.

"Then wait for us—we're on our way!" Wei Zhao said to Wu Chengtian, then hung up.

Wei Zhao felt neither fondness nor dislike for Wu Chengtian. The man was nothing more than one of Sun Jingyan's suitors. As for conflict between them, it amounted to nothing more than Wu Chengtian stealing Wei Zhao's wallet—except that Wei Zhao had stolen his wallet right back. Compared to that, Wu Chengtian's losses had been far greater! Especially that time in Yanjing, when Feng Xiaoxiao had fleeced him so thoroughly he'd been left crying for his grandmother—the losses had been devastating!

Wei Zhao was rather puzzled. Was there a screw loose in Wu Chengtian's head? How had the last lesson failed to teach him anything? The moment he returned to Songshan City, he wanted to treat Feng Xiaoxiao to a meal?

But then Wei Zhao recalled that Sun Jingyan would be at Wu Chengtian's side, and he figured the man probably wanted Sun Jingyan to see for herself what the relationship between him and Feng Xiaoxiao was like—to make Sun Jingyan realize that he was the sort who kept a foot in two boats!

Only, Wei Zhao couldn't care less. The nature of his relationship with Sun Jingyan was crystal clear between the two of them. To put it plainly, Wei Zhao was merely Sun Jingyan's pretend lover—in name only. There was nothing substantive between them at all.

So he didn't mind bringing Feng Xiaoxiao along. As long as Feng Xiaoxiao could eat happily, that was the greatest satisfaction Wei Zhao could ask for.

Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao tidied up a bit. Wei Zhao sent a text message each to the young miss and to Tang Zhi, saying he was taking Feng Xiaoxiao to meet a friend and grab a bite. Both the young miss and Tang Zhi knew about Feng Xiaoxiao's situation, so naturally they had nothing to say about Wei Zhao taking Feng Xiaoxiao out alone—they only told Wei Zhao to be careful and to look after her.

Xie Yufeng was a cultivator, no doubt about it. He'd been stabbed in the backside, but after bandaging he could still walk. He was a member of the Xie family, so of course he had the golden wound salve and trauma medicine of Divine Doctor Kang and Doctor Guan on hand. Xie Yufeng applied them generously to himself, to Wang Congming, and to Li Panghu.

Only, one of Li Panghu's testicles had been cut off, and no golden wound salve could restore that. From then on, he would have to live as a one-balled man.

The three of them left the hospital that morning. With the golden wound salve, they weren't worried about the wounds healing too slowly. But efficacious as the salve was, it couldn't make them recover the instant it was applied—it genuinely stopped the bleeding and promoted healing, but a full recovery would still take time.

Xie Yufeng was worried about the car he'd bought just yesterday. It was a Lamborghini, after all—brand new, not even plated yet—and he'd parked it behind the school's snack street. What if one of those little vendors scratched or bumped it?

So once out of the hospital, Xie Yufeng and the other two hailed a taxi and headed for the snack street behind the school!

Except that what met their eyes, parked in the spot where he'd left his car, was not his Lamborghini—it was an Audi TT!

"Where's my car?" Xie Yufeng froze.

"Young Master Xie, the car's over there..." Wang Congming pointed weakly toward the corner of a wall not far off.

"What?!" When Xie Yufeng saw his car, he was struck dumb. His car was now parked at the base of the wall, its body riddled with holes—dented and battered all over, the paint peeled off. How could this possibly look like a new car? It was a match for a scrap vehicle!

"My Lamborghini!" Xie Yufeng ran over quickly, and seeing his beloved car smashed to this state, his heart ached terribly! He was rich, true, but the funds he'd brought along were limited. He'd originally gotten himself a flashy car to pick up girls, never expecting that after just one day of driving it, someone would smash it to this! "Who did this? Who? Who smashed my car?"

"Young Master Xie, it must have been the owner of that Audi TT..." Wang Congming pondered for a moment, then analyzed, "There are only three proper parking spots here, and they're all full. Apart from the base of the wall, there's nowhere else to park. There's a snack street here at night, so if you park anywhere else it's obvious. So from what we can see, the Audi TT owner must have figured our car came later, took his spot, and pushed our car over to the base of the wall and smashed it up like this!"

"Oh? But isn't that Audi TT Feng Xiaoxiao's car? Could she have done it? Does she have that kind of strength?" Hearing Wang Congming's analysis, Xie Yufeng found it quite reasonable—though he was rather puzzled that Feng Xiaoxiao could possess such strength.

"I'd guess Feng Xiaoxiao put Wei Zhao up to it! Wei Zhao is a cultivator—pushing a car into a corner is no trouble for him!" Wang Congming said.

"Damn it! I hadn't even taught him a lesson yet, and he dares to push me around! Feng Xiaoxiao, one of these days I'll drag you into bed, ***!" Xie Yufeng gnashed his teeth in fury. "Smash them! Smash both Wei Zhao's and Feng Xiaoxiao's cars! That Beetle belongs to Wei Zhao!"

"Hold on!" Wang Congming waved a hand, stopping the furious Xie Yufeng. "Young Master Xie, please calm down—don't be so hasty!"

"Oh? What, he's already trampling all over me, and I'm not even allowed to fight back?" Xie Yufeng snorted.

"That's not it, Young Master Xie. I just think it's best we don't smash Wei Zhao's car!" Wang Congming waved a hand. "Young Master Xie, Wei Zhao is a cultivator. If you smash his car, will he just let it go?"

"He's a cultivator, and so am I! He's only at the early Mystic Rank, while I'm already at the peak of the early Mystic Rank—why should I fear him?" Xie Yufeng sneered.

"Young Master Xie, but right now you need to conceal your strength! You can't expose it—a covert investigation is the real priority!" Wang Congming said.

"Right! I nearly let my anger cloud my judgment!" Xie Yufeng realized this was indeed the case. If Wei Zhao came after him because his car had been smashed, could he really afford to clash with Wei Zhao after being here only two days? That wouldn't serve the Yu family's interests. Even if Wei Zhao was to be eliminated, they first had to figure out his background—otherwise they'd be bringing trouble down on the Yu family for nothing.