Chapter 3870 — So It Was Her?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Xiao Che and Qiao Hongcai exchanged a glance before saying, "Well, actually, that woman told us. She said we should come and collect your corpse..."
"Murong Zhen?" Wei Zhao was taken aback, then recalled: when Yu Jiang had come for him earlier, the other newcomers had been inside their sealed caves and could not sense anything outside—but that woman Murong Zhen lived in a little wooden hut out in the open. Not the slightest stir could escape her eyes.
Still, after last night's affair, the woman ought by now to have set herself squarely against him. If she simply let Nan Tianguan and Yu Jiang finish him off, would that not suit her wishes perfectly?
Her words had been ugly enough, but her intent was plainly to send Xiao Che and the other out to rescue him. What was she scheming now? Was she still unwilling to give up on him?
Wei Zhao was utterly baffled, and could only sigh that creatures called women were truly impossible to understand—for no reason at all they made an enemy of you, and then in the blink of an eye, equally for no reason, they helped you out of a tight spot. It was impossible to make sense of it! Still, she surely meant no good by it.
"Boss, do you think that woman has really taken a fancy to you?" Qiao Hongcai chuckled on the way back to the caves, his face full of curious gossip.
In the eyes of the Azure Cloud Pavilion newcomers, the most captivating focus was beyond all doubt Murong Zhen. Her every move tugged at the nerves of all the newcomers; even a creature like Qiao Hongcai could not help but pay attention to her.
And ever since Murong Zhen had appeared yesterday, though every glance and smile of hers was alluring, she had shown no great warmth toward the other newcomers. Only when facing Wei Zhao was she different, and rather forward.
If they knew that last night the fair Murong had even offered to go bathe in Wei Zhao's cave, these people would probably go mad!
Wei Zhao shot him a disdainful look and curled his lip. "Taken a fancy to what? My strength or my background?"
"Uh..." Xiao Che and Qiao Hongcai were at once at a loss for words. Their boss Wei Zhao might well be unfathomable, but when it came to actual strength and background—at least on the surface—he was not even the equal of that fair Murong herself.
Just then Murong Zhen suddenly appeared before the three of them and said to Wei Zhao with a cold smile, "This fair lady thought you did not know how to appreciate a favor, but now it seems you know your own measure well enough! Quite right—in this lady's eyes, whether in strength or background, you are no better than scum. So I advise you to be wiser and make a wise choice at once. This lady's patience is not particularly good."
"A choice?" Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow. "Miss Murong, I have already made myself perfectly clear: we go our separate ways and do not cross into each other's waters. That is my choice."
At those words, Murong Zhen gave Wei Zhao a long, deep look, then flung back one sentence as she swept away: "A fool like you has done remarkably well to live this long. Next time your luck will not be so good—no one will save you from disaster again." RS