Chapter 762 — A High-Rank Dog of the Yellow Stage
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The opening of Wei Zhao's door instantly drew every gaze in the parlor, and all turned to look toward his doorway. There was Wei Zhao, pushing the door open and stepping out, and behind him followed the mighty general, healthy and brimming with vigor!
"General Mighty!" Gu Mengyao's face lit up at the sight of him unharmed, and she rose and ran to him.
General Mighty glanced at Wei Zhao, and only when he saw no particular expression on the man's face did he leap into Gu Mengyao's arms.
Clearly, General Mighty had already come to regard Wei Zhao as his foremost master.
Seeing General Mighty come running out hale and whole, Uncle Qing found it rather hard to believe. Had Wei Zhao truly saved him? Uncle Qing had seen General Mighty before this, and the beast had been drawing in more breath than it let out, on the very brink of death. In such a state, Wei Zhao had still been able to bring it back?
It was truly a little inconceivable!
Yet something even more inconceivable was still to come. Uncle Qing suddenly sensed that within the room, apart from Wei Zhao, there ought to be another high-grade expert in hiding, one with the strength of the early Yellow Stage!
Uncle Qing was startled at once. Had another enemy broken in?
But the early Yellow Stage still left a certain gap between such a one and himself. How was it that he had not noticed when this person entered?
A moment later, Uncle Qing's gaze sharpened and his brows knitted! His eyes came to rest at last upon General Mighty, and shortly after, an expression of utter disbelief spread across his face! Had Uncle Qing not been a man of steady temperament, he would truly have cried out aloud at that moment!
For how was this General Mighty any ordinary General Mighty? This was plainly a General Mighty of the Yellow Stage!
The threatening aura of an expert that Uncle Qing had sensed came from this very dog!
For a time, Uncle Qing did not know what to say. The scene before him had utterly exceeded his expectations; in half a lifetime he had never witnessed anything so wondrous!
A dog, turned into a high-grade dog of the Yellow Stage? Was there anything more wondrous than this?
General Mighty burrowed joyfully to and fro in Gu Mengyao's bosom, and Wei Zhao felt a touch of envy. How he wished he were that dog! To be granted such intimate favor against Gu Mengyao's breast?
General Mighty seemed to sense Wei Zhao's unkind gaze, and gave a great start, hastily leaping out of Gu Mengyao's arms to look at Wei Zhao with an air of grievance.
Wei Zhao regarded General Mighty on the ground and shook his head. Was he truly jealous of a dog now? It really was rather laughable.
"Xiao Yi!" Gu Pengzhan had risen to his feet as well this time, looking at Wei Zhao with a grave expression. "The men who came earlier -- were they of the Yu family?"
"They should be. But there is no need for you to worry, Uncle Chu. If anyone from the Yu family comes looking, let them come to me." Wei Zhao spoke as though it mattered not at all.
"You held your hand and spared them, but whether that brings fortune or calamity, who can say..." Gu Pengzhan sighed. "Still, you left them a thread of life. I only hope the Yu family will not press their advantage too far."
Wei Zhao nodded. Would the Yu family send even more formidable people?
There was that possibility! Wei Zhao glanced at the Ten-Thousand-Year Springwood box and the two fragments of the map upon the tea table. It seemed this Yu Kun of the Yu family had come for those two map fragments; as for the Ten-Thousand-Year Springwood box, taking it had been purely a matter of convenience.
Otherwise, back at Fatso Lai's place, Yu Kun could not have failed to utter a single word about the Ten-Thousand-Year Springwood box.
But after this affair, Wei Zhao's thinking had shifted as well. It seemed these map fragments really were something fine? RO