Chapter 3237 — What a Coincidence
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Of course, even if the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder had not wasted his breath just now, he certainly would not be able to escape now either. Wei Zhao's words were merely meant to disturb his mind, to keep the Grand Elder from making a clean escape.
In truth, though Wei Zhao was mocking him, his eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the Heaven-and-Earth Net. The moment it showed the slightest loosening, he would break free at the first instant!
Just then, Yu Xiaoke and Xiaoken had also heard the commotion and come to the doorway of the room. But seeing the bizarre scene within, neither dared to act rashly and step inside. As for the old director, she too was at a loss for words, staring somewhat dumbstruck at everything unfolding before her eyes!
"Old Director, take Xiaohan, Yiyi, and Xiaoke and the others out of here first—go somewhere else and rest," Wei Zhao said to the old director. He could not guarantee that the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder would fail to break free of the Heaven-and-Earth Net before the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect's people arrived. If he did break free, that would be a real mess. One must always keep something in reserve.
Besides, when the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect's people came to join forces and kill the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder, the process would surely be exceedingly bloody. After all, if one strike did not kill him, it would take many more—and that would be somewhat cruel.
"All right, I understand." The old director nodded. She knew that if she and the others stayed here, they would only be making trouble for Wei Zhao. If complications arose, he would have to look after them as well, and it would be all too easy for him to be distracted. So, coming back to her senses, the old director led Xu Shilan, Cheng Yiyi, Yu Xiaoke, and the others out of the room.
Though Xu Shilan and Cheng Yiyi both had a great many questions they wanted to ask Wei Zhao, they knew this was not the time. They resolved to wait until later.
Once the old director and the others had left, Wei Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He watched the backs of those departing figures until they vanished, then turned his head to the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder. "Hey, you're about to die—say something honest. I don't believe that before you set out, the Black Horse Society didn't tell you who commissioned this mission."
"Hmph!" The Black Horse Society's Grand Elder clearly did not think much of Wei Zhao and gave a cold snort. He said no more.
"Heh." Wei Zhao knitted his brows slightly and gave a faint laugh, knowing nothing more could be gotten out of him. For an expert of the Grand Elder's caliber, extracting any secret from his mouth was a thousand times difficult. If he did not wish to speak, no amount of questioning would avail.
Time crept by, second by second. Even though Wei Zhao was burning with impatience, he did not let it show. It was the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder who was truly frantic! He had struggled for more than twenty minutes, yet the Heaven-and-Earth Net still bound him tightly, without the slightest loosening. It left him somewhat disheartened!
If the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect's people really were nearby, then half an hour was already enough time for experts of peak late-stage Heaven-tier strength and those at the great perfection of peak late-stage Heaven-tier strength.
Sure enough, hurried footsteps came from the corridor, and in the next moment, the Blood-Robed Ancestor, the Yellow Springs Ancestor, and the Sinister Ancestor appeared at the door.!
The Black Horse Society's Grand Elder struggled twice, saw the three at the doorway, and struggled no more. Somewhat dejectedly, he stopped moving his hands. For he knew that no matter how he struggled, it was useless!