Chapter 3609 — Who Really Calls the Shots!
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Meng Jueming hastily clapped a hand to his chest and pledged, "Rest easy, Young Master Xu, I guarantee Wei Zhao will not have an easy time of it! Since the little wretch had the nerve to offend our Young Master Xu, I dare not promise much else, but dealing with a little nobody from the secular world is more than within my means—just wait and see him eat bitterness!"
"Good!" The gloom finally lifted from Xu Lingchong's face. He paused, then said, "Oh, that reminds me—earlier today, that Lu Bianren of your Welcome Pavilion wanted to move Wei Zhao to another mining zone, and I happened to run into him and gave him a good scolding. Just now I saw these useless newcomers of Azure Cloud Pavilion were less than respectful toward you. If you go on to move Wei Zhao to another mining zone, you can make good use of this."
At these words, Meng Jueming's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly thanked him again and again: "Thank you for your guidance, Young Master Xu! You truly are as sharp-eyed and wise as the rumors say—the leading figure of the Threefold Pavilion's new generation, truly worthy of the name!"
"Ha, leading figure of the new generation—you certainly have a glib tongue!" Xu Lingchong's mood improved considerably at this. Though his backing was formidable and he was a famed young master of the Threefold Pavilion, to call him the leading figure of the new generation was going too far. There were very few young people with deeper backgrounds and greater strength than his, but they did exist. Still, Meng Jueming's flattery had not missed its mark—this Young Master Xu did so love to hear such words!
Watching Xu Lingchong lead Kang Jingming and the other off in smug satisfaction, Meng Jueming finally let out a breath. He had dreamed day and night of currying favor with a young master like Xu Lingchong, but when it came to facing him head-on as he had just done, the pressure had truly been crushing. Thank goodness he had thought fast and landed his flattery just right—otherwise it would have been no easy thing to fob off this Young Master Xu.
"Cousin Jiu, what did Young Master Xu mean by that just now? What use is there to make of it?" Once Xu Lingchong and the others were far off, Meng Zhou turned to Meng Jueming in utter confusion. Before a young master like Xu Lingchong, even Meng Jueming was trembling with fear, and he, a newcomer disciple at an even lower rung, had barely dared to breathe.
Meng Jueming looked at him, then at Li Zhengming, whose face was just as blank, and pressed a hand to his forehead in exasperation. "Truly, rotten wood cannot be carved. What is stuffed in your heads—paste? Even something this obvious you cannot see! Dumb as posts, the pair of you!"
He paused, and seeing that the two still did not understand, Meng Jueming could only explain patiently: "Young Master Xu already said it. Lu Bianren, that third pavilion master, wanted to change Wei Zhao's mining zone, but because of Young Master Xu it did not happen. And if I now move Wei Zhao to Number Seven, then tell me—how will the others react?"
Meng Zhou finally caught on, and clapped his hands in excitement. "Something even our lofty third pavilion master of the Welcome Pavilion could not pull off, and our Cousin Jiu goes and does it—won't that be showing off our face in a grand way!"
Beside him, Li Zhengming chimed in eagerly: "And that is not all! Wei Zhao has provoked our senior brother time and again, yet our senior brother still bears no grudge and even moves him to Number Seven—that is nothing short of repaying malice with kindness!"