Chapter 4156 — But On What Grounds?

"Correct. Since I have already come all the way here, I imagine Shopkeeper Lin is well aware that your identity as the martial artist Ling Yi has been exposed. There is no use pretending in front of me anymore, because I am not the first to learn this information. The one who truly saw through you was actually an old rival you provoked back in the mortal realm—Nan Tianjiguang, Xuanchen, and those people. Now do you understand what I mean?" Situ Qian's gaze toward Wei Zhao grew all the more brazen.

In her eyes, now that Wei Zhao's secret identity had been confirmed, he was already fresh meat fallen into her mouth, with no way to escape.

"What do you mean?" Wei Zhao remained unmoved on the surface, but the killing intent in his heart surged like towering waves. He truly had not expected that Nan Tianjiguang and the others had actually joined forces with the Snow Sword Sect!

Now the problem he faced was no longer a mere hidden danger. One misstep, and this matter could very well escalate into a fatal threat. Even with Di Xingdao shielding him, the opposing side consisted of Nan Tianjiguang and the Snow Sword Sect, whose strength was equally not to be underestimated.

Wei Zhao had even decided at this moment to temporarily refrain from returning to North Island. Unless this crisis was properly resolved, he would not feel at ease leaving Tian Chan and Xue Li, the two women, here and going back alone.

"My meaning is very simple. Although they now have some suspicions about your identity, they have not fully confirmed it. My visit this time is to scout and verify. So you need not be afraid. As long as you obediently do as I say, I can cover for you when I return, and then no one will know you are the martial artist Ling Yi. How about that?" Situ Qian's seductive body drew even closer to Wei Zhao as she said with greedy relish, "Rest assured, I won't force you to do anything dangerous, nor will I let you suffer a loss. It will only be those things that men and women both enjoy."

As she spoke, Situ Qian reached out to hook her arm around Wei Zhao's neck, while her body also leaned into his embrace. Though it was broad daylight, though the voices below still clamored loudly, she could no longer wait to have a go with Wei Zhao—this only made it more thrilling, more to her taste!

But Wei Zhao pushed her away with one hand and looked at her coldly. "Miss Situ, you have indeed mistaken me for someone else. I am not any martial artist Ling Yi."

"Oh-ho? Still quibbling even at this point? Wei Zhao, you truly won't give up until you see the Yellow River!" Situ Qian flew into a rage at once, pointing at Wei Zhao's nose. "Fine! Wei Zhao, just you wait. When our Snow Sword Sect drags you back, we'll see who can save you then!"

Seeing Wei Zhao still unmoved, Situ Qian paused, then softened her tone and urged him with bitter earnestness, "Wei Zhao, think it through. Sooner or later you will be mine, but by then you will be reduced to a male concubine with no status at all. Do not refuse a face-saving offer. It is not too late to change your mind now. If you agree, I will go back and find a way to do away with Wei Shenjin, and then we shall be married..."

Outside the room, Wei Shenjin heard all this and was furious beyond measure. If he had the strength, he would have charged in right then and strangled this shameless, poisonous woman to death with his own hands!

Unfortunately, he was now a cripple with no strength at all, unable even to take her down with him. He could only choose to keep enduring in silence.

"Enough. You can stop talking now. I am not the martial artist Ling Yi you are looking for, so please go back, Miss Situ," Wei Zhao interrupted without the slightest courtesy.

He had originally intended to kill Situ Qian on the spot, but that would alert the enemy. Nan Tianjiguang and those people, along with the Snow Sword Sect, were the real threat. This was something he could not handle with his strength alone; he had to discuss it with Di Xingdao.

"Fine, fine. You have some nerve. We shall see. Sooner or later you will not escape my palm!" Situ Qian flew into a shameful rage, immediately turned, and flung the door open to storm out. Seeing Wei Shenjin approaching in the corridor, she was slightly startled, but did not even bother to call out to him, and simply strode off in a fury.

At this, Wei Zhao merely shrugged indifferently. With Di Xingdao as a powerful umbrella of protection, even if Nan Tianjiguang and the Snow Sword Sect confirmed his identity, there was not much risk. At least these people would never dare come to his door to seize him; he could play along with them at leisure.

Still, that woman Situ Qian was so fantastically despicable that she would use this as leverage to force him into a sordid affair with her. She was truly a rare specimen.

Just as he was at a loss for words, someone suddenly entered through the doorway and, without a word, dropped to his knees with a thud, giving Wei Zhao quite a start.

Looking carefully at the newcomer's features, Wei Zhao was all the more astonished—it was none other than Wei Shenjin, whom he had crippled.

"Wei Zhao, I do not blame you for injuring me. I know that everything came from that vicious, despicable woman Situ Qian stirring up trouble in between, and that is how I ended up in this state today," Wei Shenjin spoke up of his own accord.

"Then there is no need for you to do this, is there? Are you here to take me as your master or what?" Wei Zhao said with a strange look on his face. He even somewhat suspected that this fellow was putting on an act, deliberately scheming to trick him into confessing his identity.

Still, Wei Zhao could also tell that Situ Qian's earlier words about killing Wei Shenjin were no casual fabrication. He had truly sensed killing intent from her in that moment, and at the time he had already perceived that Wei Shenjin was likely just outside the door. There was no reason he would still be cooperating with Situ Qian in a performance.

"No, I am not here to take a master..." Wei Shenjin shook his head, took a deep breath, and said, "I only wish to earnestly beg you to do one thing: help me kill that despicable woman Situ Qian!"

"Kill Situ Qian?" Wei Zhao's eyelid twitched involuntarily. This married couple was truly a pair of oddities, each wanting to kill the other. Truly, enemies are bound to meet.

"I know that with your power and strength, you can absolutely do it. Now there is no one left who can help me—only you..." Wei Shenjin said bitterly.

If there had been any other choice, he would never have come to kneel before Wei Zhao. Even if Situ Qian had stirred up trouble in between, it was still Wei Zhao who had wounded him—that was an indisputable fact.

He was now truly at the end of his rope, with no one left to turn to. No one in the Snow Sword Sect would offend a powerful elder like Situ Guangzong for the sake of a cripple like him. Even Wei Feng, the patron behind him, might not be willing to do such a thing for him.

"I can kill her, but on what grounds?" Wei Zhao narrowed his eyes.

Even though Situ Qian was already on his list of targets to kill, that was an entirely different matter from killing her on Wei Shenjin's behalf. Not to mention that Wei Zhao might not be willing to do the man this favor—at least up to now, he and Wei Shenjin were simply not on the same path, nowhere near the point of conspiring to murder together. R1152