Chapter 3262 — He Dantou's Elder Brother
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"Yang Qiqi and Wei Zhao are probably just acquaintances, on fairly good terms. She grew up here and has little dealings with the cultivators over there. Besides, her background is rather complicated—it's best we leave her alone." He Dantou shook his head, rejecting He Tianzu's suggestion. He had no wish to offend anyone on account of Wei Zhao, and Yang Qiqi was, after all, a member of the Overseas Cultivators Association. If they took their anger at Wei Zhao out on her, it would stir resentment among the other members.
People made friends however they pleased, with no way of knowing whether a given friend might be an enemy of the Overseas Cultivators Association. If everyone took it out on the associates of any enemy they ran into, then no one would dare make friends at all.
"Then what about our automatic medicinal cauldron..." He Tianzu knew he had caused trouble, and he looked dejected.
"It seems we have no choice but to beg the Xuandan Sect... I don't want to contact that man, but there's no help for it. As things stand, he's the only one I can turn to..." He Dantou sighed. He had long had his eye on a first-grade automatic medicinal cauldron, but the one at Guan Daifu Pharmaceuticals was tangled up in countless threads with Wei Zhao, leaving him no way in. As for the Xuandan Sect, he was unfamiliar with them and could only ask that man to make the introductions. But... he and that man had broken off relations long ago, and he had no desire to contact him again...
"Father... I'm sorry..." He Tianzu had caught the difficulty in his father's voice too, and his own was tinged with helplessness and remorse.
"Never mind. You and Fleonow come back. We'll let this matter rest for now. As for Wei Zhao, we'll settle accounts with him later. We know his strength now—since he could only wound you and flee, his abilities clearly aren't anything to write home about." He Dantou tried to console him.
"Yes, Father!" He Tianzu nodded hastily in agreement.
He Tianzu and Fleonow returned to the headquarters of the Overseas Cultivators Association in low spirits, where they found He Dantou with a face like thunder.
"You two, on your knees!" He Dantou said coldly, looking at them. He Tianzu might be his son, but the Overseas Cultivators Association had its rules, and even for He Dantou's son, the formalities had to be observed.
"Yes..." He Tianzu and Fleonow did not argue. The two of them knelt in the great hall. Fleonow was merely caught up in it, but he had no choice—who had told him not to stop it in the first place?
"Think about your mistakes for now. As for me... I'll contact the cultivators of Huaxia..." He Dantou truly did not want to make this call. It had been so many years. He had left his homeland behind long ago. Fifty years ago he had quarreled with his elder brother, and then eleven years ago he had successfully advanced to the great perfection of the late Heaven Rank's peak, and founded the Overseas Cultivators Association—a great sect no less formidable than the ancient sects. The bitterness of it all was more than ordinary people could ever understand.
He Dantou understood that his elder brother had scolded him back then for his own good, but he simply could not untie that knot in his heart. In the blink of an eye, so many years had passed. He knew his brother's number, and he knew what his brother was doing these days, yet he had never made contact.
After all, his elder brother was in the light, and he was in the dark.
But today's events had caught He Dantou off guard. He had counted on getting the right to purchase an automatic medicinal cauldron from Wei Zhao, but now he could only pin his hopes on his elder brother. His brother, after all, had some connections with the Xuandan Sect, whereas he was completely in the dark and had no dealings with the Xuandan Sect whatsoever.
Entering a hidden chamber, He Dantou dialed the number that, over the years, he had dialed a few times only to hang up on each occasion.