Chapter 4340 — How Does the Truth Stand?
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"Arrogant? I wouldn't say so. A straight stem fears no slanted shadow. Though the two of you are so worked up—could it be there's some unspeakable scheme behind it?" Wei Zhao folded his arms and smiled with leisurely amusement.
In his eyes, Li and Guan were beneath a single blow in strength and too clumsy in cunning for the table. Such clownish posturers were nothing to worry about; and by Wei Zhao's temperament, it was even less possible that he would fly into a rage over two people like these.
After all, they were not on the same level at all. One has seen men fight, but who has ever seen a man fight an ant? One either ignores it, or simply crushes it—no need to get angry.
"Hmph! Such a sharp tongue!" Seeing how composed the other was, Li and Guan felt an ominous premonition. Dragging things out jab for jab like this, something was bound to go wrong. Suddenly struck by an idea, Li Yanji said, "And what about that woman? Why hasn't she come back with you? Don't tell me she's gone off to be the pirates' wife?"
"Exactly! Back then you used your junior apprentice sister to curry favor with the pirates—seems you've completely thrown your own fellow disciple away. And you still have the nerve to come back alone. I've seen plenty of shameless people, but one as shameless as you—that I truly have never seen!" Guan Zhiyuan chimed in with a cold sneer.
"If you were merely spreading rumors, I might still consider sparing your miserable lives, but to slander my junior apprentice sister—then there is only one thing I can say to you both: I am deeply sorry." Wei Zhao's gaze went abruptly cold, killing intent flickering in both eyes. Though he unleashed no mighty aura, every escort in the hall felt a chill at the bottom of their hearts and unconsciously stepped back.
"Hmph! So we've finally hit a sore spot—the cornered dog leaps the wall, has it? Go on then, move a single finger and let's see!" Li Yanji and Guan Zhiyuan were not alarmed but delighted, and kept provoking him. They were only too eager for Wei Zhao to lose his temper and strike—then everything would be easy to explain.
"Heh, you really think I don't dare kill you?" Wei Zhao cast the two clowns a glance tinged with pity. If he had no evidence in hand and simply attacked like this, he really might leap into the Yellow River and never wash himself clean, thoroughly confirming the so-called crime of desertion. It was a pity, then, that he held solid proof—no fear at all of these two people's slander.
"Heh heh, big talk indeed. Then go on, you bastard, try killing us! With your meager early Golden Core cultivation, you dare puff yourself up like you're somebody? Aren't you afraid of making people laugh their teeth out? Hahaha!" Li and Guan kept up the taunts.
"You know not death," Wei Zhao said flatly, shaking his head, and at once prepared to strike the two dead. One at the peak of mid Golden Core, one at mid Golden Core—killable at a wave of the hand, nowhere near worth a thought.
Just then, however, a man emerged from the inner hall and, frowning at the crowd gathered in a ring, said, "Aren't you supposed to be working? Why are you all gathered here making a racket?"
"Good day, Young Master." The escorts hurriedly greeted him in unison. The newcomer was none other than Qi Wenmo, young master of the Qingtian Escort Agency.
At the sight, Wei Zhao quietly suppressed his killing intent. Because he held ironclad proof, even if he killed Li Yanji and Guan Zhiyuan, the truth would still come to light in the end. But to strike in front of Qi Wenmo would be somewhat excessive; even if he explained everything afterward, he could no longer stay at the Qingtian Escort Agency.
Besides, from their earlier dealings, Wei Zhao thought Qi Wenmo was in fact quite astute—not the sort to be hoodwinked by a few words from Li Yanji and Guan Zhiyuan. Better to wait and see how things developed, and first hear what he had to say.