Chapter 3876 — The Opportunity Arrives
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Nan Tianguan was indeed the chief steward and senior disciple of the Soaring Sky Pavilion, but even facing Xu Lingchong alone was no small pressure. Add to that a Miss Shangguan with an even more formidable background, and there was simply no chance of victory!
In that case, if he dared to lay a hand on a mere underling like Kang Jingming, he would offend not only Xu Lingchong but Miss Shangguan as well—and would end up dragging out the great figures standing behind those two!
If things truly reached that point, forget Nan Tianguan himself; even if Nan Tianxiong, leader of the Three Heroes of the Nan Clan, came back, he would be scared witless, and even if their uncle, Nan Tian Liuguang, all the way over on Mid-Island, stepped in, it would likely still be useless!
Their uncle Nan Tian Liuguang was the most eminent figure of the Nan family's middle generation. Not only was his strength formidable, but he had now risen to the post of provost at the Mid-Island Cultivator Academy; his status and influence were both extraordinary.
Unfortunately, this was the Three-Tiered Pavilion of North Island. Even if Nan Tian Liuguang wielded considerable power on Mid-Island, his reach could not extend so far, and even if he did stretch out his hand, a top figure of North Island like Shangguan Tianxia would never defer to him.
The more he thought, the more complicated it became. With so many important figures involved, even Nan Tianguan could not help losing his head; at least until the leader Nan Tianxiong returned, he would not dare make any rash move.
The waters here ran too deep. The title of chief steward and senior disciple of the Soaring Sky Pavilion might look impressive, but it was utterly useless!
"Let's go back first. In a couple of days, once the leader returns, we'll discuss a plan together!" Nan Tianguan frowned in thought for a moment, and at last decided to hold his troops in place.
Nan Tianguan and Yu Jiang returned to the cave dwelling, each with a bellyful of schemes. Meanwhile, over on Wei Zhao's side, after planting a few words to frame Kang Jingming, he had sauntered into the venue of the newcomers' challenge tournament.
But when the crowd saw that Wei Zhao—this domineering newcomer who normally put on such outrageous airs—had now appeared covered in blood, the newcomers of the Azure Cloud Pavilion were truly startled, and even Meng Jueming could not help but lose his composure for a moment.
"My heavens, what great figure has this brat gone and provoked now? The heavens are blind! How is he hurt this badly and still not beaten to death?" Meng Jueming loudly lamented the pity of it.
Ordinarily, when he saw a newcomer injured, his first reaction as chief steward and senior disciple should have been to report it upward and then spare no effort in ferreting out the culprit. Yet now he could not even be bothered to go through those superficial motions; his eagerness to see Wei Zhao dead and gone was plain as day.
Beside him, Meng Zhou gloated, "Cousin Ninth, do you think the brat went and pestered Murong Jiaren, and she gave him a beating for it?"
Among all the newcomers of the Azure Cloud Pavilion—even including Meng Jueming, the chief steward and senior disciple—everyone except Wei Zhao and his handful of companions drooled over that seductive beauty Murong Zhen. And her earlier special treatment of Wei Zhao, looking on him with favor, had truly made them burn with envy.
Especially types like Meng Zhou, who wished they could kneel publicly beneath Murong Zhen's petticoat and lick the toes of her feet—they were consumed with envy and resentment toward Wei Zhao. Now, seeing him covered in wounds, they could not help but think along those lines.