Chapter 4431 — No Match at All
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
Hearing Cheng Haonan's roar, the atmosphere in the room turned somewhat heavy. As chief escort of the Dragon Boat Escort Agency, Long Kuiba had been full of ambition this time, only to have a bucket of cold water dumped over his head by the Qingtian Escort Agency—or more precisely, by Wei Zhao. His mood was naturally far from good.
Cheng Haonan, for his part, now laid the death of his son Cheng Qitian entirely at Wei Zhao's feet.
Of course he knew that the one who had truly struck the fatal blow was the East Sea Divine Nun, one of the three giants of the Morning Star Academy. But would he dare go settle accounts with the East Sea Divine Nun?
Of course not. Lend Cheng Haonan ten guts, and he still would never have that kind of nerve!
By the strength of the Poison Eye Mercenary Corps alone, they were not even invincible within the Weihu Sea Region, and set against the many sea regions of the Southern Continent, they did not even rank among the first-rate powers. To stand against a colossus like the Morning Star Academy of the Eastern Continent—what was that if not seeking death?
The only fate awaiting them then would be to be crushed dead by a single finger, a matter of mere moments.
So Cheng Haonan not only did not dare harbor a grudge against the East Sea Divine Nun; he did not dare even to think of Huang Xiaotao, direct disciple of the East Sea Divine Nun. Naturally, all his hatred was diverted onto Wei Zhao.
Cheng Qitian had not been killed by Wei Zhao's own hand, true, but the affair had arisen because of him. To call him the chief culprit was no exaggeration at all. If Cheng Haonan did not kill him, whom would he kill?
Had Wei Zhao not held the title of honorary vice president of the Hong Clan Merchant Guild, had he not been so close to Huang Xiaotao, direct disciple of the East Sea Divine Nun, Cheng Haonan would likely have long since been unable to restrain himself and struck out in reckless revenge, heedless of everything.
It was precisely because he feared those two sensitive identities of his—that if word ever leaked out it would bring down enormous trouble—that Cheng Haonan dared not act openly, and could only bide his time, seeking an opportunity in the shadows.
The trouble was, of late Wei Zhao either shut himself away in the Hong Clan Merchant Guild or stayed at the Qingtian Escort Agency. Either place, to slip in and kill a man without anyone being the wiser—how could that be easy?
As a local serpent whose very name turned the faces of all in the Weihu Sea Region pale, Cheng Haonan was absolutely not the sort to swallow his anger. But faced with Wei Zhao, faced with the deep hatred of a murdered son, he had no choice—swallow it he must, and so he had swallowed it, grinding his teeth, all the way to this day.
"Kill him! I will kill him, I swear it!" Cheng Haonan could hold back no longer. His face was contorted with the look of a man ready to devour his enemy alive. He turned to Wu Baoliang and said, "Strategist, think of something, quick—how do we kill that Ling Yi!"
"Indeed. This Ling Yi is a mortal threat to us. Unless he is removed, our hope of supplanting the Qingtian Escort Agency will be as hard as climbing to heaven." Long Kuiba nodded in agreement.
After only two rounds, this Ling Yi had already, openly and covertly alike, helped the Qingtian Escort Agency seize fully two hundred and sixty points, becoming the focus of the entire gathering by sheer force. The extent of his ability was plain to see. Were he allowed to continue unchecked, who knew what heights of brilliance he might reach in the rounds to come?
"There is no need for the two of you to fret." Wu Baoliang glanced at them both, his expression contemptuous and lofty. "This Southern Continent Escort Grand Gathering is in fact the perfect chance to wipe this man out. Do not be dazzled by how splendid the boy looks now—the moment he faces me, he is a dead man."