Chapter 4946 — Seeking Him to Lodge a Complaint
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"That..." Bao Zuoliang's expression immediately turned somewhat ugly, and he said with a bitter look, "That fellow surnamed Lin has already grown into something formidable. He can challenge Mountain-Opening stage magnates above his own level, and now even Zhuang Yifan has become his ally. If just the two of us wanted to do him in, the odds really aren't good..."
"Not just not good—under normal circumstances, we simply no longer have the opportunity at all." Su Kesheng ruthlessly shattered Bao Zuoliang's last illusion, saying with absolute certainty, "Young Master Bao, don't think I'm boosting others' morale and diminishing our own. To speak plainly, we are now completely on a different level from that fellow surnamed Lin. Even if your father took action himself, he might not be able to do anything to the man—and might even end up being blamed for it instead."
Even Zhuang Yifan, the Alliance Chairman, was helping Wei Zhao, while his father was nothing but an ordinary city lord with no particular distinction, who did not even rank in Zhuang Yifan's eyes. How could an arm ever twist a thigh?
Bao Zuoliang fell silent. Even without Su Kesheng saying so, he could have figured this out himself. Though he was ten thousand times unwilling to accept it, before this cruel reality he had to bow his head. Otherwise, if he acted rashly in the heat of the moment and did something foolish, not only would he fail to deal with Wei Zhao—he would only get himself dragged down in the process.
"Then what do you say we do? Just resign ourselves to it like this?" Bao Zuoliang said with a frown. Even now he still coveted Wang Xinyan; that haunting, dream-entwining feeling was simply beyond comparison with those vulgar, common women. To let her go now—he reckoned he would never be reconciled to it for the rest of his life.
What was more, in several covert clashes before this he had suffered heavy losses at Wei Zhao's hands, which to him was nothing short of a monstrous humiliation. How could he ever swallow such foul air?
"Actually, setting aside personal likes and dislikes, and considering it purely in terms of advantages and disadvantages, giving up here really is the best choice." Su Kesheng sighed, glanced at Bao Zuoliang's gloomy expression, and then continued, "But I imagine you certainly won't agree to that, Young Master Bao. In truth, even I myself don't want to give in like this—otherwise I wouldn't have proposed sneaking out."
"Enough, no more idle talk. Get to the point. You had me sneak out, and you had me go borrow a flying spirit beast—what exactly are you planning?" Bao Zuoliang asked. As for that "best choice" Su Kesheng had mentioned, it was not within his consideration at all.
"My plan is simple: we go to Dingcheng Town right now!" Su Kesheng said with a chuckling laugh.
"Dingcheng Town? What are we going there for?" Bao Zuoliang was taken aback for a moment, then caught on at once. "You can't be thinking of seeking out the Debt-Collecting Ghost to lodge a complaint?"
"Exactly—seeking him out to lodge a complaint," Su Kesheng said with a nod.
The "Debt-Collecting Ghost" in their words was in fact Zang Zili's man, the father of Chang Laiting—Chang Minghui, the town lord of Dingcheng Town. "Debt-Collecting Ghost" was a nickname circulating among the common folk, and it suited this Dingcheng Town bigwig rather well. Not only was it homophonous with his real name, but more importantly, this bigwig had always been vindictive in the extreme: at the slightest offense, he demanded a life in repayment. The number of people who had died at his hands over trivial matters was beyond counting—and that was why he was called the Debt-Collecting Ghost!