Chapter 1712 — The Quarrel Begins
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"I'm the one who's Brother Arrowhead's little wife!" Shen Yushu spoke up. "And anyway, Brother Arrowhead already has three wives — two first wives and two little wives! The two of you squabbling back and forth — what's the point? They're still just in the queue!"
"What?" Song Xiangwen was stunned, and so was the Sun patriarch.
They had no idea why Wei Zhao was called Brother Arrowhead, but the person Shen Yushu meant was almost certainly Wei Zhao. And he already had four wives? Their own granddaughters could only wait in line?
At that thought, Song Xiangwen's brow furrowed. How could a granddaughter of the Song family be someone's concubine — and have to queue up for even that? The Sun patriarch was of the same mind, and he eyed Sun Jingyan with some suspicion.
"Ah, it's good to be a family with a grown granddaughter of marriageable age. I'd like to marry my granddaughter to Wei Zhao, but I don't have one!" Wu Chengtian, the Wu family patriarch, suddenly sighed.
His words were a revelation that woke them from a dream — Song Xiangwen and the Sun patriarch snapped back to their senses at once! Of course! Wei Zhao was a skilled hand of the Earth rank, an existence on par with the finest of the hidden clans. For their granddaughters to marry him as concubines would be no loss at all!
And by the looks of it, Wei Zhao had plainly become the strongest power among the great clans now that the Yu family was gone! Though he was but one man, he was by no means alone and unsupported! He had several underlings, and every one of them was an heir to some clan!
"Queuing is queuing — but we'll still be ahead of your Sun family in that queue!" Song Xiangwen said hastily, terrified that he might lose even the chance to queue.
"And why should you be first? Our Sun family is no worse!" The Sun patriarch was not pleased.
"All right... the two of you old patriarchs, stop quarreling for now!" Wei Zhao smiled wryly. Had he really become such a hot commodity all of a sudden? But he had not come here to seek a bride — he had come to cultivate his own power! So Wei Zhao raised a hand to stop the two from arguing and said, "Shanshan, Jingyi, and I are all very good friends. As for matters of the heart, let nature take its course; we won't discuss that here. What I want to say today is this: the great clans are abolished, but I intend to establish a cultivators' association, and I'd like to invite your families to take part. I wonder how you clan heads feel about that?"
"I've already said it — the Wu family will be run by Chentian from now on, and I won't be involved!" Wu Gonggao declared at once. Whatever Wei Zhao proposed, he would approve! Wu Gonggao was no fool: Wu Chengtian had gone from a mere skilled hand of the Yellow rank to his present strength, peak of the late Profound rank and a master of both inner and outer cultivation. If that were not Wei Zhao's doing, he himself would not believe it!
So the Wu family had reaped the benefits, and naturally it approved of Wei Zhao's decision with both hands.
Yet in the eyes of Wu Chendi, standing behind Wu Gonggao, a flicker of disappointment passed. Ever since Wu Chengtian had revealed his strength at the peak of the late Profound rank, he had been disappointed again and again. The gap between him and Wu Chengtian was too great — he would never catch up.
But he was not reconciled to it. Why should Wu Chengtian be so lucky? He had met a leader as good as Wei Zhao — where had his strength come from? Why should all the good things fall to Wu Chengtian alone, from childhood on, whether in the Wu family or outside it?