護花近衛 - 第3117章 囂張的大小姐 - 清風書屋

"Mr. Ling, this Eastern Ding is no simple character. His methods are extraordinary—even with the two of us joining forces, we couldn't hold him, and he got away. I'm afraid our plans have already been exposed!" Vice President Ouyang said with no small amount of worry.

"I'm fine, at least. He thinks I'm one of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect. It's your side that worries me," Wei Zhao said.

"Hah, Mr. Ling, don't worry about me. He only came this once, and once he's back, he'll figure it out—I was merely forced by the pressure of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect and didn't tell the truth. The Eastern Family wouldn't dare to clash with our Cultivators' Guild; it's not as if I have no backers behind me," Vice President Ouyang said indifferently.

"That's good to hear." Wei Zhao nodded. "Then I'll take my leave. I have preparations to make as well."

"Very well, Mr. Ling. Do be careful." Vice President Ouyang and Wei Zhao had, in the midst of battle, built up a certain friendship; the two were now on the same side. At first, Vice President Ouyang had feared Wei Zhao, but now it was more like the concern between friends.

"Many thanks!" Wei Zhao nodded gratefully, thinking to himself that this Vice President Ouyang was a decent man, and that given the chance in the future, he could work with him.

Without saying much more, Wei Zhao soon left Vice President Ouyang's office and prepared to return to the villa. Eastern Ding's arrival had given Wei Zhao a sense of crisis. If the man did not use heaven-tier divine weapons, Wei Zhao's chances of victory were great—but once the other side wielded a heaven-tier divine weapon, Wei Zhao's advantage would vanish completely.

Wei Zhao swore to become an artificer as soon as possible. He believed that only by successfully forging divine weapons to match the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art could he once again regain his former advantage.

Only, the Xuandan Sect had cut off Wei Zhao's source of income from pills, which left him thoroughly displeased. This Kang Jingming truly was a ghost that would not leave him be—he could pop up to stir up trouble at any time!

At that thought, Wei Zhao dialed Kang Jingming's number directly.

"Oh? Isn't this Wei Zhao? What made you think to call me?" Kang Jingming asked, feigning surprise. In truth, he knew full well that once Wei Zhao learned the Cultivators' Guild would no longer purchase his pills, he would certainly call to confront him.

"Kang Jingming, are you so bored your balls ache? If you have time, why don't you refine my Qi-Gathering Pills? Running off to refine first- and second-grade pills—seems your energy is overflowing, is it?" Wei Zhao asked coldly. "When are you giving me my Qi-Gathering Pills?"

"This... you mean the matter with the Cultivators' Guild. I didn't refine those; it was a business adjustment by our Xuandan Sect, restructured into what it is now. I'm merely the spokesman," Kang Jingming said. "Our aim in doing this was to cultivate a batch of alchemists. The first- and second-grade pills they refine can't just be thrown away, can they? So we sought cooperation with the Cultivators' Guild. Since our supply price was relatively low, we demanded to be the exclusive supplier. You can't blame me for this—market competition is just like that. It's the same as back when our Kang Divine Physician Pharmaceutical Company was squeezed into bankruptcy by your Doctor Guan's Medicine. We had no choice either, didn't we?"

Wei Zhao was somewhat speechless at Kang Jingming's explanation. It was plainly sophistry, yet Wei Zhao could not do anything to Kang Jingming over this matter. After all, this sort of thing was normal competition. If Wei Zhao wanted to turn the tables, he could only use similar methods. At the very least, on the surface, Wei Zhao could not oppose the Xuandan Sect—after all, the Xuandan Sect's young sect master, Tian Canbian, had once stepped forward to help him. Wei Zhao could not be ungrateful, could he?