Chapter 4704 — Consider Yourself Wise
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Still—no heavenly treasures doesn't mean you absolutely can't get through, heh heh!" Scarface's tone suddenly shifted. He pointed at the woman: "That one beside you is rather nice... I'll take her!"
"Ah?" The man started in alarm, and the woman whom Scarface had singled out turned deathly pale. Her figure and features were only middling at best, but she knew how to dress herself up, and six parts of looks had been made to yield eight parts of effect. No wonder Scarface had taken a fancy to her.
"Ah, what ah! Get lost, unless you're waiting for me to send you on your way?" Scarface snarled viciously.
The man's face went from green to white and back again. He looked at his companion, who was gazing at him in supplication, then at the murderous Scarface, and at last set his jaw: "So be it. A real man need never worry about finding a wife—I'll give this woman to the chief as the price of passage!"
That said, heedless of his companion's despairing wail and heedless of the murmurs rippling through the crowd, the man turned on his heel and strode off, vanishing in moments into the entrance of the Ten-Thousand-Year Canyon.
"Hahahaha! To follow trash and scum like that—you really are blind, woman! Well, fine—one look and I can tell you're not a local of West Island. I haven't had a taste of flesh in decades, and my luck's good today!" Scarface laughed and laughed.
True, the West Island trials were always thickest with women, but he knew better than to overstep. Ordinarily he did not dare lay a hand on them—this was West Island's home ground, after all, and if word ever leaked out, the West Island higher-ups would absolutely find a way to finish him, and that would be a terrible loss. But now that this one was no West Island disciple, there was nothing left to fear.
As for women—the last time he had touched one was decades ago. A female cultivator had happened to be trapped there, unable to get out, and she fell into his hands at last. In the end, he and his underlings had tormented her to death.
Amid a burst of startled cries from the crowd, and a single helpless shriek from the female cultivator, Scarface—right there in front of all those people—stripped her clothes off in one motion, about to have his taste on the spot!
"You beast!" Huo Yudie was so frightened that her lovely face went pale. A pure, innocent girl like her had never seen such a scene; she clapped her hands over her eyes at once, not daring to look again.
Wei Zhao frowned at the sight. He had thought that since Kang Jingming had already broken the ice and Scarface's authority had taken such a heavy blow, a man might get through without handing over any heavenly treasures. Now it was clear that would not do at all.
If he went the way of that pair, Scarface would certainly demand Huo Yudie of him. However you looked at it, even behind her veil, Huo Yudie's beauty outshone that female cultivator's by more than tenfold. No normal man would let her go—much less a pack of thirsting, desperate cutthroats like Scarface and his crew.
It seemed there was no choice but to act today! Wei Zhao shook his head faintly. Scarface was no troublesome opponent in his eyes, but with so many people watching, he had not wanted to reveal his strength in public. Yet things had developed to this point—quietly slipping through was probably no longer realistic.
Just as Wei Zhao was gathering his focus, another commotion broke out ahead, and Scarface, his appetite now fully roused, could be heard saying: "What do you think you're doing?!" (To be continued) I752