Chapter 1556 — You've Got the Wrong Person?
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"How could I mistake you? How could I mistake you? You are clearly my disciple, Li'er. Do you recognize your master? It is I, your master! Look!" With that, the strange man reached out and brushed the tangled hair from his forehead, then said to Wei Zhao, "Look at me, Li'er. Look at me carefully!"
"Old sir, you really have the wrong person... I am not any Li'er..." Wei Zhao actually felt some sympathy for the old man. From the look of it, the old man must have been separated from his disciple and had gone muddled in the head, his mind unwell.
And besides, his disciple had apparently been hunted by some enemy back then — otherwise he could not have spoken of having escaped from those people.
"You are not... you are not... impossible! How can you not be?" The strange man's hands, gripping Wei Zhao's shoulders, suddenly tightened, squeezing hard enough to hurt — but fortunately he used no true qi, so no real harm was done to Wei Zhao.
"I really am not... Old sir, you have the wrong person..." Wei Zhao said with a bitter smile. Truthfully, he did feel a certain sympathy for the old man, but there was nothing to be done; with someone this crazed, there was no way to hold a conversation.
"You are not... how can you not be? You clearly are... Ah!" The strange man suddenly let out a shrill scream, his eyes turning blood-red in an instant, and he shoved Wei Zhao away, clutching his own head with both hands as if in agony. Abruptly he sat down on the ground and began howling, "It hurts... my head hurts so much... ah... my disciple, you killed my disciple... no... my disciple is absolutely not dead..."
The strange man's sudden behavior gave Wei Zhao and Zhao Qilei a fright. Still, the man seemed to be having a psychotic fit, or perhaps an old injury had flared up; in any case, he was writhing on the ground in pain.
"Boss Wei Zhao, how about we finish him off right now?" Zhao Qilei hesitated a moment, then said to Wei Zhao, a ruthless glint flashing through his eyes.
Wei Zhao was just about to shake his head when he saw the strange man abruptly brace both hands against the ground, leap up, and come flying to a stop before Zhao Qilei. His hands seized Zhao Qilei's arms, and he demanded in a harsh voice, "Who are you going to finish off? It is you! You killed Li'er — it is you! I will kill you and avenge Li'er!"
As he spoke, the strange man applied force, and Zhao Qilei's arms gave two sharp cracks — the man had crushed them outright.
Even though Zhao Qilei was a cultivator, the pain was enough to leave him gasping. Cold sweat instantly poured down his forehead, his legs went weak with fear, and instinctively he cried out, "Boss Wei Zhao, save me!"
Wei Zhao too was badly startled by the strange man's sudden move. Yet although he saw the man attack Zhao Qilei, he did not rashly strike out.
The other party was an expert at the peak of the late Heaven-tier. Never mind Heaven-tier — even for an Earth-tier expert, Wei Zhao would not think it worth risking his life in a hard fight for the sake of a Zhao Qilei he had only just met. Besides, this strange man was plainly deranged; reasoning with him was utterly useless. For the moment, Wei Zhao found himself in a difficult position.
To strike, or not to strike?
True, he and Zhao Qilei had not known each other long, but for the sake of Zhao Qilei calling him "Boss," Wei Zhao could not simply look the other way. Yet how was he to intervene now?
"Old sir, he did not kill your disciple. Look carefully — have you not mistaken him?" Having no other choice, Wei Zhao could only brace himself and explain to the strange man, hoping the man would understand his words and spare Zhao Qilei. Otherwise, a head-on clash would be plain suicide.