Chapter 1723 — I Believe in Him! And in the Painting, a Man and a Woman Sit Leaning Together on an Open Field Gazing at the Starry Sky — and the Woman in the Painting Is Yu Ning, Which Infuriates Yu Xiaoshen Even More!
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"So you saw it. Fine." Yu Ning was stubborn too. Since her father had seen it, she saw no reason to keep hiding it.
"There is absolutely no chance for you and Wei Zhao!" Yu Xiaoshen said coldly. "I spoke with your grandfather today. Your status is different now — there is no possibility of you and Wei Zhao ever being together in this life, so stop dreaming!"
Yu Ning pressed her lips together and said nothing, but her expression made it plain that not a word of what Yu Xiaoshen said had gotten through. She had heard such talk far too often; it had numbed her. Yet deep in her heart, she had never once abandoned the devotion she had held since that year.
Closing her eyes, Yu Ning would think of that year, that night, that Valentine's Day, when the two of them had sat before a fire in a mountain cave, gazing up together at the starry sky. That had been the happiest night of her life, a time she had savored a thousand times over in her dreams.
"This is a letter from Yu Bing." Seeing that his daughter would not speak, Yu Xiaoshen felt helpless. He laid Yu Bing's letter on her desk and turned to leave. "Remember what I said. Wei Zhao may have a little talent, but he can never be your match in status. You are destined to become a Heaven-rank expert of the Yu family — a peak late-stage Heaven-rank expert. Wei Zhao will never surpass you in his entire life!"
"Dad, you underestimate him." Hearing her father's words, Yu Ning was unhappy. No one liked to hear their beloved belittled by their parents.
"Underestimate him?" Yu Xiaoshen shook his head. "Xiao Ning, you don't understand yet. When you truly reach that level, you will. I don't mind denting your confidence — unless the day comes when Wei Zhao's strength surpasses every ancient sect, you may as well forget it!"
"I believe he will do it!" Yu Ning said.
"He? Do it?" Yu Xiaoshen was so amused by his daughter's obstinacy that his anger turned to laughter. He truly could not imagine that she could be so infatuated as to believe even this.
"Ever since I was little, my sixth sense has always been accurate," Yu Ning insisted.
Yu Xiaoshen shook his head and said no more. He felt his daughter had become possessed, and that further words were useless. He could only turn and leave, letting her think it through on her own. In any case, at home Yu Ning had no chance to meet Wei Zhao, so he was not worried.
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Wei Zhao returned to Songshan City with Shen Yushu. After dropping her off at home, the first thing he did was head for the Geli Fuyun Bar.
At this hour the bar had not yet opened. The waiters were cleaning up inside — and then the front door was kicked open.
Wei Zhao wasted no words; he strode straight in. This was not his first visit to the Geli Fuyun Bar, so he knew his way around.
Early that morning Li Cihua had taken Zhu Lingtou off to negotiate with the orphanage's old director. He wanted the matter settled quickly, to avoid complications. The fire had destroyed his own tower as well, but burning down an orphanage was no small crime. Li Cihua feared the orphanage would refuse to let it go, and that if the matter blew up, his troubles would be enormous.
Su Jiaonang was assigning tasks to the waiters when Wei Zhao burst in, and he nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Trouble! Wei Zhao's here!" Su Jiaonang yelled, warning Zhao Qibing, the Medicine King, and the others in the back rooms.
Zhao Qibing had been in the middle of his cultivation. Su Jiaonang's shout nearly made him deviate from his practice. He did not quite lose control, but all was ruined nonetheless — the true qi he had spent the whole night accumulating scattered away in his fright.
"Wei Zhao... what are you doing here?" Zhao Qibing still carried a psychological scar. Seeing Wei Zhao, his legs ached involuntarily and he could barely stand.
"You don't know what I'm here for?" Wei Zhao looked at Zhao Qibing with a half-smile.