Chapter 3860 — A Friendly Reminder
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This was precisely why Wei Zhao had seen the problem coming from the very start and had deliberately kept his distance from Murong Zhen; he had no wish to be dragged into the feuds of such great personages.
The others, however, did not think that way. Murong Zhen was, after all, a beauty to gladden the eye and delight the heart. Even with all manner of suspicions stirring in their minds, everyone present could not help being drawn to her, their hearts swaying, unable to control themselves.
Even if it was someone in the upper echelons whom Murong Zhen had offended, that someone must surely belong to the Heaven-Rushing Pavilion. They themselves were headed for the Azure Cloud Pavilion, so it hardly mattered! And who was to say it was not simply some elder of hers deliberately subjecting her to a trial?
Reading the expressions on every face, Meng Jueming sighed and said, "Speaking purely for myself, I too feel this is somewhat unfair. But this is, after all, an order from the higher-ups, and no one can change it. Fortunately, Miss Murong is already a peak expert of the early Foundation Establishment stage, and her future is bound to be limitless. I daresay the newcomer assessment and the cave dwellings will not trouble her overmuch. For the time being, I fear we must ask you to bear with it."
Though there was a measure of pretense in this sigh of Meng Jueming's, half of it was sincere enough. A hero, after all, can never pass the gate of beauty. However deep his scheming and calculation, Meng Jueming was still a red-blooded man, and the allure of a ravishing beauty like Murong Zhen was considerable indeed.
In full view of everyone, hearing these words of Meng Jueming, Murong Zhen found that two clear tear tracks had somehow appeared on her face. Yet she still forced herself to look resolute. "Senior Brother Meng, from today onward I am no Miss Murong, only a perfectly ordinary newcomer of the Azure Cloud Pavilion. Please, do call me junior sister. As for the newcomer assessment and the cave dwellings, your junior sister has no problem with any of it. Please, no one worry about me."
Two simple sentences—and nearly every man present, Meng Jueming included, was taken captive by this woman!
Compared with the sort who coquettishly plays cute and feigns charm, a woman like her—plainly fragile, yet forcing herself to be strong—stirred a man's protective instincts all the more, making one long to cherish and console her!
This woman truly knows how to put on a show! Wei Zhao curled his lip in silence. As for this Murong Zhen who had appeared out of nowhere, though they were complete strangers and bore each other no grudge, his intuition told him that she was nothing like the delicate, harmless creature she made herself out to be.
Back in the mortal realm, having come into contact with all sorts of women—and being a healer himself besides—Wei Zhao had developed a method all his own for reading people.
This Murong Zhen before him had brows set far apart; she was long past maidenhood. Whether in the space between her brows or in her gait and carriage, there was a certain wanton, seductive air. If his judgment did not fail him, this woman's nights were frequent and disorderly.
Cloud Terrace Island was not nearly so open as the mortal realm; it still preserved many ancient customs, and the barriers between men and women were strictly observed. Against such a backdrop, a woman like Murong Zhen could hardly be called decent company.
Wei Zhao was wholeheartedly set on cultivating in peace, raising his grade, and then making his way to the Middle Island to find Zhang Lifeng as soon as possible. He had no time to spare for the antics of such a woman.
What Wei Zhao did not know was that, to certain narrow-minded women, even this keeping of his distance was quite enough to earn a lasting grudge!