Chapter 4342 — Show Me the Evidence!
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Watching this scene, Qi Wenmo could not help but frown deeper and deeper. He had given Wei Zhao the chance to refute, and what he got was "nothing to say." Could he truly have misjudged the man?
Wei Zhao glanced at the crowd, said not a word, and suddenly turned and walked out toward the courtyard.
"Seize him, quick—the brat's running!" Li and Guan shouted hastily. Since matters had come to this point, they must take this chance to do Wei Zhao to death; otherwise, every extra day the brat lived was a variable. To be safe, the hidden danger must be nipped in the bud.
Hearing the two shout, the two guards at the gate ahead could not help but turn to look at Wei Zhao, then at Qi Wenmo, awaiting the Young Master's word.
Qi Wenmo truly had not expected such a reaction from Wei Zhao, and could not help hesitating. Still, he waved a hand at the two guards, signaling them not to block the way.
After all, when all was said and done, the two pieces of evidence Li Yanji had given could indeed lend some logical support to a degree—but to convict Wei Zhao on that alone was still rather far-fetched.
Moreover, Wei Zhao was only a nominal escort. If he could not truly be convicted, then even if the mission had failed, the most the agency could do was terminate his contract. The only one to blame would be Qi Wenmo himself for misjudging the man. At this moment, even if he mustered a great show of force to seize Wei Zhao, what use would it be?
Make him pay? Setting aside the reputation of the Qingtian Escort Agency, could he possibly afford to pay the three hundred thousand spirit jade owed to Wei Zhaotong of the Hong Merchant Guild? Or seize him and beat him for venting? What use would that be, other than making people look down on the Qingtian Escort Agency all the more?
Still, if Wei Zhao walked off just like that without explaining a single word, Qi Wenmo would feel some unwillingness in his heart. If only to satisfy the crowd, he must do something.
Forget it. If this fellow takes one step out of the agency, then I will strike and hold him here! Qi Wenmo struggled for a moment, then finally made his decision—never imagining that Wei Zhao had no intention of leaving the agency at all. After a trip to the courtyard, he turned and came right back, and in his hands was one more person.
Bang! Wei Zhao casually flung the unconscious man in black before the crowd.
"What is the meaning of this?" Qi Wenmo narrowed his eyes, looking at the man on the ground in utter bewilderment. Everyone else was likewise at a loss, glancing at one another.
Among the crowd, only Li Yanji and Guan Zhiyuan, once they saw the black-clad man's face clearly, changed countenance on the spot. When they looked at Wei Zhao again, their gazes were full of disbelief. Was this not the pirate chief? How had he fallen into the brat's hands?
Unconcealed terror showed in both their eyes. This time things had truly gone badly. This man in black was a living, breathing witness—before him, everything they had fabricated, including those two so-called pieces of evidence, was nothing but fragile clouds.