Chapter 4941 — Recommending the Profound Rank
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"This is my..." Wei Zhao paused, then suddenly winked at Huo Yudie and said with a smile, "girlfriend. Huo Yudie, of Morning Star Academy."
"Girlfriend? What does that mean?" Zhuang Yifan had no notion of this term from the mortal world. He thought for a moment, then put on a look of perfect understanding. "Oh, a female friend, of course. I never imagined even Master Lin's way of speaking would be so full of wit and humor, heh heh."
He still assumed Wei Zhao was merely joking, and so he played along with a quite obliging chuckle, never realizing that for such a thing to pop out of Wei Zhao's mouth was practically a public declaration of love!
Zhuang Yifan and the others did not understand, but Huo Yudie understood perfectly clearly. At those words her pretty face flushed crimson with shyness, and she gazed at Wei Zhao with tender affection, wanting to say something—only to realize at once that this was neither the time nor the place. She hurriedly forced all those girlish feelings back down, and instead turned to glance at Zhuang Yifan with some puzzlement. Was this Alliance President not here to arrest Wei Zhao?
"Since everyone's here, why not all come aboard and sit for a while?" Wei Zhao issued the invitation with a smile, and at the same time shot a meaningful look at Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao. Huo Yudie and Liu Ziqi must be brimming with questions by now, and someone needed to explain the whole situation to them properly.
Everyone nodded at once. Li Ren took the lead in front, Wei Zhao walked in the middle, Zhuang Yifan deliberately hung back a step, and the rest trailed behind—altogether a bustling spectacle, like stars crowding around the moon.
Bao Zuoliang and Su Kesheng, who had stayed aboard to watch the fun, nearly had their eyeballs pop out at the sight. Their gloom at this moment could well match Ren Zhongyuan's—this had been the perfect scenario for Wei Zhao to meet his death, so how had it inexplicably turned into this?
Gloom or no gloom, this was plainly no occasion for the likes of them to speak. Even Li Ren, an officiating alchemist leading a group, stood trembling beside Zhuang Yifan—to say nothing of mere academy disciples like themselves.
Beyond bowing to Zhuang Yifan from afar, there was nothing they could do; they dared not take a single step closer. All they could do was watch helplessly as Li Ren escorted Wei Zhao and Zhuang Yifan into the reception hall. Apart from Liu Ziqi, the only ones with the standing to follow them in were Wei Zhao's beauties.
"What the hell is going on here? Didn't you say Wei Zhao was dead for sure? How has this brat gone and gotten chummy with the Alliance President?" Bao Zuoliang was so furious he stamped his feet and cursed aloud.
"I don't know either. By all rights, the Alliance President ought to be standing up for Dingcheng Academy—after all, with a scandal this big, Dingcheng Academy could never let it go. Their standing in the Yellow-rank Academy Alliance is very high; the Alliance President couldn't possibly refuse them face, could he?" Su Kesheng wore a face full of gloom.
"Surely Wei Zhao's face alone can't count for more than Dingcheng Academy's?" Bao Zuoliang startled himself with his own words.
"It's possible... it really might be possible..." Su Kesheng suddenly recalled Wei Zhao's legendary identity as a Profound-rank alchemist, and at once felt this must be the truth. Apart from that, there was no other explanation.
"Damn it all! The brat's slipped through again!" Bao Zuoliang smashed his fist down in frustration and could only retreat to his room, full of resentment, to drown his sorrows in drink. If he did not quickly numb himself with wine, he truly feared that in a moment of rashness he might do something in front of the Alliance President—and then the joke would be on him in earnest.