Chapter 1367 — Jin Wudi Descends the Mountain
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"Ugh — you're hopeless." Shen Yushu was speechless. This Ergoudan simply would not take her orders; he was a man who clung to the letter of things. Whatever Wei Zhao told him to do, he did; whatever Wei Zhao did not, he did nothing at all.
And so, with Wei Zhao, the villa's master chef, gone these past days, life had reverted to three meals a day delivered by Uncle Qing.
In a luxurious villa within a villa complex on the outskirts of Donghai City, a hale old man in white robes was glaring, eyes wide, at the man before him who was missing half an arm: "They were so vicious as to cripple you like this?"
"Master, I beg you to stand up for your disciple, to avenge me!" The man missing half an arm was Ma Zhu, blown into a severely disabled wreck by Wei Zhao's energy bomb. Seeing his master come at last, Ma Zhu could no longer hold back the grief in his heart and wept bitterly: "Your disciple's Golden Bell Shield is ruined. I'll never be able to cultivate again!"
"Rest assured, I will make that little wretch Wei Zhao wish he were dead, and leave him for you to kill with your own hands!" This old man was Jin Wudi, who had come down from the mountain — an external-school expert at the peak of the early Earth Rank!
"Thank you, Master... but I... ah!" Ma Zhu thought of his own condition and could not help but sigh.
"Rest assured, in the future I will find another way for you — I'll obtain some internal-school techniques for you to cultivate. You may not go far on the external path, but it's the same if you cultivate internal techniques well. Cultivating both inner and outer, you can achieve even greater things!" Jin Wudi consoled him. Yet he himself knew well enough that Ma Zhu was most likely ruined for life.
This villa belonged to the Zhen family of Donghai, and Jin Wudi's arrival was met with a warm welcome from father and son.
"Ancestor Wudi, your arrival truly brings glory to my humble home!" Zhen Dazhou was deferential to the extreme. "Is there anything else you require?"
"Hmph. No need to flatter me — I know what you're thinking." Jin Wudi was not taken in by Zhen Dazhou's manner. "Spare me the hypocrisy. I've come this time to avenge my disciple. Of course, if that brat is your enemy as well, I'll deal with him in passing, and you needn't thank me."
"Thanks are still owed..." Zhen Dazhou said, somewhat awkwardly. "This is a small token of my regard. Please accept it, Ancestor Wudi..."
With that, Zhen Dazhou handed Jin Wudi a red envelope.
"What is it?" Jin Wudi asked indifferently.
"A deposit slip for ten million." Zhen Dazhou had not expected Jin Wudi to ask outright; he paused, then told the truth.
"Oh?" Jin Wudi nodded, took it, and put it away. "Speak, then. What do you want me to do?"
Jin Wudi was a practical man, and he was indeed short of money. Like the hidden families, the sects could not openly go out and rake in wealth, so Jin Wudi had no choice but to send some of his disciples out under the guise of training, to do unlawful, criminal work for certain people in exchange for benefits — and Ma Zhu was one of them.