護花近衛 - 第2513章 怎麼證明? - 清風書屋

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Chapter 2513 — How Am I Supposed to Prove It? Wei Zhao Would Have Dealt with You Himself Long Ago If He Wanted You Dead—Why Would He Need Me? I'm Just Being Used as a Weapon! Once We Become Enemies, Once Hidden You Family and the Cultivators' Guild Become Enemies, He'll Be Delighted!

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Disbelief was disbelief, but Third Elder You was no fool. Had Wei Zhao lacked that strength, would he have submitted? Third Elder You had even flatly refused his own grandson You Panga's proposal to join forces against Wei Zhao, and had slapped the boy for it. Absurd as it seemed at first glance, a moment's reflection revealed the truth buried in it—Wei Zhao was genuinely no simple matter!

"I am not jesting," Wei Zhao said flatly.

"Very well, Mr. Ling. Since our grievances have already been laid out in the open, let us speak plainly, man to man. I want to ask you—why not act yourself, directly, instead of sending Third Elder You? Do you truly wish to set Hidden You Family and us at each other's throats?" The Heaven Rank vice president voiced the doubt in his heart; something about the whole affair had always struck him as off.

"Of course not." Wei Zhao shook his head. "I did not want to act myself because I cannot easily control my strength when I strike. One blow from me, and you would either die or be crippled. I sent Third Elder You precisely because I wanted to resolve the conflict between us smoothly."

"Resolve it smoothly? You mean you do not wish to fight?" The Heaven Rank vice president was taken aback and asked.

"You are the vice president of the Cultivators' Guild. You are nothing like those two nobodies guarding the gate before. If I killed you, justified or not, it would amount to a slap in the face of the Cultivators' Guild. Would your president not avenge you?" Wei Zhao countered. "Formidable as I am, able to fight above my rank, if your Cultivators' Guild brought in several Heaven Rank experts of higher grade, I would certainly be no match for them!"

"Mm... that is true..." The Heaven Rank vice president nodded, conceding the point. What Wei Zhao said was not wrong. He was the vice president; his status and position were utterly different from those two gatekeeping disciples. Disciples died and that was that—apart from their master, no one would avenge them. But if he, the vice president, were killed, that would be no ordinary matter!

Even the other vice presidents who had quarreled with him in the past would step forward to avenge him. Former disputes were mere private grudges; now they would be compelled to present a united front and uphold the face of the Cultivators' Guild.

"And most important of all, I will have dealings with you in the future. Making enemies would do me no good," Wei Zhao said.

At the mention of Wei Zhao's business of consigning pills for auction, the Heaven Rank vice president felt a stir in his heart and found himself believing Wei Zhao's words. Still, he had not experienced Wei Zhao's fearsomeness firsthand as deeply as Third Elder You had, so he asked, "Then how will you prove that you have the power to destroy us? So long as you can prove your strength is comparable to mine, we will let bygones be bygones. I will pursue nothing further, and I will take it upon myself to settle our grievances and make a friend of you! You should understand—the world of cultivators reveres strength above all. Only with that strength will I speak to you as an equal!"

"Then how would you have me prove it?" Wei Zhao kicked the question right back to the Heaven Rank vice president.

"This..." The Heaven Rank vice president furrowed his brow. He too was pondering—just how was Wei Zhao to prove such a thing? Fighting above one's rank was not something one could demonstrate simply by circulating one's mental cultivation formulas and unleashing one's power. No matter what Wei Zhao displayed, it would still only be the strength of a mid Earth Rank expert at the peak of his grade!

While the Heaven Rank vice president was lost in thought, the skinny scarecrow at his side was in a frenzy of anxiety. From his master's tone, it seemed he intended to sue for peace on his own initiative—that would never do! Would his eldest and second senior brothers have died for nothing? RQ