Chapter 1993 — Someone Else Has Come
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"Yeah, we'll set off together in a bit." Wei Zhao could hardly refuse Xu Shilan's request. She was, after all, a guest he had invited; he was both the host and had not paid a single cent of appearance fee, so to fail to serve as her temporary bodyguard would have been rather unreasonable.
"Mm, all right then. We'll wait for you at the hotel." Xu Shilan said.
"Are you going shopping? Shopping? I want to go too!" Shen Yushu had eavesdropped on Wei Zhao's phone call.
"Is it with Sister Xiaohan? Can we come?" The young miss was somewhat tempted as well.
"Not this time. We'll talk about it next time—I'll take you two out on my own." It was the first time Wei Zhao had turned down the young miss and Xiaoshu. He briefly recounted to them what had happened that afternoon on the airport expressway.
"Ah! That scary?" Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu's expressions both changed.
"So I'm afraid there may still be danger tonight. If you came along, I'm afraid I might not be able to look after you both." Wei Zhao said. "These people are clearly coming after Xu Shilan."
"Mm, then we won't go. Wei Zhao, be careful." Hearing this, Gu Mengyao naturally did not press the matter further. "Sister Xiaohan is a guest you invited—don't let her come to any harm."
The ancient Feng family.
A middle-aged woman sat before Feng Tianhu with a dark, grim expression. Though no longer young, she still retained a striking elegance, and there was an indescribable air of nobility about her whole person—clearly she was no ordinary figure. Only her face was now exceedingly ugly to behold.
"Tianhu, Sanlei is dead. You know he was the finest fighter in my hands. The power I command is limited, and your second brother guards against me at every turn. I have no way to control the other fighters—and yet the one good man I did have is dead!" the middle-aged woman said hatefully.
"Hmph. What do we do now? If your second brother looks into it, what happens to me?" The middle-aged woman plainly had little head for strategy—she was the reckless, hot-headed sort, wholly at odds with her elegant exterior. "And now Feng Sanmang has already gone to Donghai City..."
In truth, she had never been one for scheming. She was a spoiled daughter of a wealthy house, and her marriage into the Feng family had been nothing more than a political alliance.
"Heh heh. Actually, Sister-in-law, there's no need to worry. Once Xu Shilan is dead and there's no witness left to testify, I expect Second Brother won't pursue the matter any further." Feng Tianhu said mildly.
"Oh? So you already have a fallback in place?" the middle-aged woman asked.
"Indeed! I've already sent Feng Erbing. Even with Feng Sanmang there, it's a waste of effort—cutting him down will be a matter of a minute at most." Feng Tianhu said carelessly.
"Feng Erbing? A mid-Earth-rank fighter? You can actually command a second-generation disciple of the Feng family?" The middle-aged woman's eyes went wide with disbelief, her gaze full of astonishment.
"Heh heh, who doesn't have a card or two up their sleeve? Not just me—I'm afraid Second Brother has his as well." Feng Tianhu sighed. "If it weren't to help you this time, Sister-in-law, I wouldn't have wanted to expose my hand so early. You must keep this secret for me!"