Chapter 3161 — Scared Half to Death
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Run... run, quick!" Ancestor Huangquan reacted faster than the others. One look at Lin Dongfang's face and he knew things had gone terribly wrong. If they stayed here, he reckoned, they would likely meet their end here tonight!
With that, Ancestor Huangquan turned to flee—but then he heard Lin Dongfang's calm, unhurried voice: "Run? Do you really think you can get away?"
The words were spoken lightly, yet they brought Ancestor Huangquan's steps to an abrupt halt just as he was about to bolt. He stopped awkwardly where he stood. "We're not running... er... why would we possibly run?"
"If you're not running, then why are you turning around?" Lin Dongfang asked mildly.
"I... I... I was just... just putting on a little turning-around performance..." Ancestor Huangquan was so frightened he could scarcely form words! He was, after all, a grand master of peak late-stage Heaven rank, yet before Lin Dongfang he was quaking with fear, not even daring to speak, terrified of saying the wrong thing!
Ancestor Blood-Robe and Ancestor Gloom, for their part, were no better off. Ancestor Blood-Robe's face had gone deathly pale, while Ancestor Gloom was even more of a wreck—his whole body was shaking, as though he had been electrocuted and was dancing to disco.
"Are you putting on a breakdance show for me? Turning around, getting electrocuted..." Lin Dongfang looked at the three of them and asked mildly.
"Yes! That's right, we choreographed this dance especially!" Ancestor Gloom's mind was quicker. Hearing Lin Dongfang's question, he seized the chance to climb down, and on a flash of inspiration kept right on going: "Back in the day, we admired the Twin Demons of Vajra's heroic bearing and could never forget it. All these years, whenever we had spare time, we would choreograph a dance to offer to the Twin Demons of Vajra, whom we revere most!"
Lin Dongfang looked at Ancestor Gloom with a half-smile, but did not call him out. He merely nodded and asked mildly, "My Wei Zhao—did he offend you?"
"N-no... no offense at all! How could he possibly offend us?" Ancestor Gloom said. "So young hero Wei Zhao is Old Mr. Lin's grandson! I said to myself, how could young hero Lin be so formidable—a Heaven-rank expert at such a young age, and able to fight opponents above his level? But when I think of him as Old Mr. Lin's grandson, there's nothing strange about it at all!"
"Oh, his master is the other one of those Twin Demons of Vajra you mentioned," Lin Dongfang said.
"Ah?" Ancestor Gloom broke out in a cold sweat. Either one of the Twin Demons of Vajra was an existence one absolutely must not offend. Wei Zhao was that man's disciple and Old Man Wei's grandson both. If they had really gone after Wei Zhao, then the Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect had probably already ceased to exist, hadn't it?
At the thought of that possibility, Ancestor Gloom was seized with lingering dread. "Haha, indeed, a renowned master produces outstanding disciples. I said as much—we've always thought highly of young hero Lin..."
"Stop giving me that useless drivel. Tell me the whole thing, exactly as it happened." Lin Dongfang waved a hand, cutting Ancestor Gloom off. "Tell me about the business between you and Wei Zhao!"
"This..." Ancestor Gloom looked troubled and turned at once to Ancestor Huangquan and Ancestor Blood-Robe.