Chapter 4154 — Wei Zhao Is Ling Yi
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He had once held Wei Shenjin in the highest regard, and had been working all along to arrange the match between Situ Qian and him. Who could have foreseen that barely a few days after the wedding, the man would be beaten into a cripple, transformed in one stroke from a promising prospect into worthless stock—how was he supposed to bear the shame of it?
"Elder Situ might as well summon him for a look. This news of mine, I believe, is something he has been awaiting for a very long time," Nantian Jiguang said, feigning profundity and deliberately whetting their appetite.
"Could it be...?" Situ Guangzong's eyes lit up at once; he had already guessed a thing or two. He agreed on the spot: "Very well, very well. Dean Nantian, please wait a moment—this old man will send for him right away. Oh, yes, and have Elder Wei Feng fetched as well. He too is of the Wei family and shares some blood ties with Wei Shenjin; he has been deeply concerned about this matter all along."
"All the better. Elder Situ, bring him by all means," Nantian Jiguang and Si Haitao and the others said, nodding again and again. They had come this time to borrow a knife to kill a man, and of course the more knives the better. An extra elder-level expert was only welcome; best of all would be the entire Snow Sword Sect turning out in full force—that would suit them perfectly.
Situ Guangzong at once gave instructions to the Snow Sword Sect disciples guarding the gate, sending them off in different directions to summon the men, while he himself stayed to chat and jest with Nantian Jiguang and the rest.
A short while later, Wei Feng strode in at the head of the group—a middle-aged man of broad, resolute features whose strength ranked among the first rate even within the Snow Sword Sect. Behind him followed Wei Shenjin and Situ Qian.
Situ Guangzong made the introductions. After the two sides had exchanged a round of pleasantries, they came straight to the point.
"I will not deceive you, gentlemen. The news I bring this time concerns none other than that martial brute Ling Yi, whom your esteemed sect has been hunting throughout the city yet has never once managed to trace," Nantian Jiguang said, clearing his throat.
"The martial brute Ling Yi!" The words gave them all a start. Even Situ Guangzong, who had harbored his suspicions beforehand, felt a jolt of alarm to hear it spoken aloud; and as for Wei Feng, his expression changed on the instant. Wei Shenjin was a disciple he had promoted and cultivated with his own hand, and now the fruit of years of painstaking effort had been destroyed at a stroke—his hatred for that martial brute Ling Yi yielded to no man's.
Of everyone present, it was paradoxically Wei Shenjin, the injured party himself, who proved least agitated and least shocked by the news. His hatred had now been wholly redirected onto that whore Situ Qian.
True, it was the martial brute Ling Yi who had struck the blows that crippled him, but strictly speaking they had both been mere pawns played against each other by schemers. That lewd, despicable bitch Situ Qian was the true author of it all, the one most deserving of being carved into ten thousand pieces.
As for Situ Qian, she cared even less about the matter. Her mind was fixed solely on finding herself a wild man out there for her pleasure—ideally one even more powerfully built than Senior Brother Ma, and not bad to look at either.
"Where is he? Has he already fled to the outer islands?" Situ Guangzong asked on behalf of them all.
"No. He is on the Middle Island right now, and living in grand style," Nantian Jiguang said with a faint shake of his head.