Chapter 4995 — Who Can Prove It
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"First, I never said these pills came from Master Zhang Lifeng's hands. That is your own assumption. There is truly no cure for being so stupid—though you might try taking some brain-dead pills; perhaps you could fight poison with poison." Wei Zhao offered this advice with the utmost seriousness.
"You!" Wu Che's face, already swollen grotesquely, twisted even further out of shape. To think this brat dared mock him right in front of Oda Zhou—what audacity! He had no idea what a brain-dead pill was, but it was certainly nothing good.
Wei Zhao ignored him and went on: "Second, these pills bear no divine sense imprint at all. I wonder which of your eyes, Vice Island Lord Wu, saw me smuggle them? Could they not have been refined by me?"
"You? How could that be? If you could refine pills like these, would you still hold the position you do now?" Wu Che snorted with contempt.
"And what position should I hold, then? I would rather like to hear Vice Island Lord Wu's esteemed opinion." Wei Zhao asked.
"Hmph. If you could refine seventh-grade Great Return Pills of the finest quality, you would at the very least be a chief alchemist of the Yellow-rank Academy on the Eastern Continent. How then would you be reduced to a single insignificant little pill shop? Even if you must boast, at least make it halfway plausible. Do you truly think such an absurd lie could fool both me and Island Lord Oda?" Wu Che sneered.
Oda Zhou stood to one side and said nothing, but from his doubtful gaze it was clear his thoughts ran much the same as Wu Che's. At least the first half of Wu Che's words would seem credible to any sane person—though Oda Zhou did not rule out the exceptional. That was why he kept studying Wei Zhao, waiting to see how the man would answer.
"That you find it absurd proves nothing except the shallowness of your experience." Wei Zhao shot him a glance and sneered. "Since Vice Island Lord Wu is willing to play the running dog of the Ming Yao Sect, you must have heard Zhao Youque speak of it. My position happens to be a little higher than you imagine. As I said before, I am the master of Qing Xuanzi, chief alchemist of the Morning Star Academy."
Wu Che gave a derisive laugh and was about to pour out a mockery, when Oda Zhou beside him suddenly spoke: "Who can prove it?"
At those words Wei Zhao's heart leaped with joy. That the man could ask such a question showed he was seriously weighing the possibility Wei Zhao had raised—at least he was not like Wu Che, who scoffed the moment he heard it. Oda Zhou acted with reason and evidence; no wonder he carried such an aura of authority.
Proving it was in fact simple. All Wei Zhao had to do was refine another top-quality seventh-grade Great Return Pill, and everything would be proven beyond doubt. But this matter was not so simple after all.
To prove the point, the most direct way was nothing other than to let these people watch him refine pills on the spot. Even if Oda Zhou did not raise the demand, Wu Che would certainly never let such a loophole pass. Otherwise, even if Wei Zhao produced another top-quality seventh-grade Great Return Pill, Wu Che could still insist it had been smuggled from the Eastern Continent, and it would all be meaningless.