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Chapter 2547 — Wish Fulfilled

The Blossom Guardian

Ying Ziyu frowned. To be honest, she did not want to trouble Wei Zhao over such a trifling matter—Wei Zhao was not in Songshan City at the moment, and coming and going would be inconvenient. So she thought of Li Cihua. Li Cihua was a big shot in Songshan City, and Ying Ziyu had his contact information; she had simply never used it.

"I'll ask Li Cihua and see," Ying Ziyu said. Unless it was truly necessary, she did not want to bother Wei Zhao over something so small—it would look as though she and Chen Xi were forever tangled up in one mess after another.

"That works too. Brother Cihua stands about as high as Chen Bawang; his word ought to carry weight," Zou Ruoming nodded.

So Ying Ziyu called Li Cihua and told him everything that had happened on her end. Li Cihua did not refuse; he only said he would look into it first and get back to her shortly.

In truth, Li Cihua had no need to investigate. Since Ying Ziyu had said so, the matter was almost certainly true, and there was no need to look into it. He merely wanted to consult Zhao Qibing and see whether this favor should be done at all.

"Hello?" Zhao Qibing had just recovered and was lying in bed resting. He answered Li Cihua's call weakly. "Cihua? Didn't I say it already—no need to call me unless it's important. The business over there is entirely yours to decide."

"Young Master Bing, there's a matter here that needs your judgment," Li Cihua said quickly.

"Oh? What matter? It needs me?" Zhao Qibing asked.

"Yes, it's like this—Ying Ziyu has been harassed by Chen Xiaoba, and she wants me to step in and mediate. What do you think…?" Li Cihua asked cautiously.

"Who is Ying Ziyu? And who is Chen Xiaoba?" Zhao Qibing was taken aback. He thought for a long while but could not recall any such pair from his memory.

"Ying Ziyu is Wei Zhao's sworn sister. Chen Xiaoba is the son of the temporary underworld leader…" Li Cihua explained.

"Wait, what did you say? Ying Ziyu is Wei Zhao's sworn sister?" At the name Wei Zhao, Zhao Qibing suddenly perked up and sat bolt upright in bed. "Are you sure?"

"Certain. This is solid!" Li Cihua nodded. "Wei Zhao even took her out to have her hair done—he treats her well. At school, he had Zou Ruoming look after her, too."

"Hm—hahahahaha!" Zhong Yongliang burst out laughing. "A gift from heaven! A gift from heaven!"

"What do you mean?" Li Cihua did not understand why Zhao Qibing had suddenly started laughing. He could only venture, "Young Master Bing, do you mean we should do nothing—let that Chen Xiaoba harass Ying Ziyu and make Wei Zhao miserable?"

"Of course not!" Zhao Qibing said hastily. "We handle it—of course we handle it. But wait for my call. Wait for my word, and then send that Chen Xiaoba packing!"

"Right, understood!" Li Cihua was utterly baffled, unable to fathom what had Zhao Qibing so excited. But since Zhao Qibing had given the order, he would carry it out without reservation. He had always been one of Zhao Qibing's own men, and now Zhao Qibing was the heir to the hidden Zhao family—all the more reason to keep pace with him.

Zhao Qibing hung up and dashed out of the house at top speed. This time he had learned his lesson: he did not come alone. He brought a follower, Zhao Qi Fifteen, along with a wheelchair, and the lot of them raced all the way to Donghai City Engineering University in his car. They entered the biology department's teaching building and found Wei Zhao's classroom.

He knocked at the classroom door. Instructor Bai opened it with a frown, glanced at Zhao Qibing standing there, and asked, "Is there something you need?"

"Hello, teacher. I'm looking for student Wei Zhao," Zhao Qibing said politely.

"Oh. Wait a moment." Hearing that it was for Wei Zhao, Instructor Bai's expression eased a little. Wei Zhao was a student with special privileges and was free to skip class; anyone else would not be let out unless it was urgent.

"Wei Zhao, someone's looking for you!" Instructor Bai returned to the classroom and said to Wei Zhao.

"Someone's looking for me?" Wei Zhao was slightly taken aback, but he still strode quickly out of the classroom. Seeing Zhao Qibing standing there, he was all the more puzzled. "Why are you here again?"

"Leader Wei Zhao, it's like this—I have something urgent to report to you…" Fearing Wei Zhao would turn and walk off without a word, Zhao Qibing hastily hooked him with the word "urgent."

"What is it?" Wei Zhao asked, though he was somewhat impatient.

"Ying Ziyu—in Songshan City—has been harassed!" Not daring to dawdle, Zhao Qibing came straight to the point.

"Harassed? How do you know?" Wei Zhao frowned. "What happened? Who harassed her? Has it caused any trouble?"

"No trouble so far!" The moment Zhao Qibing saw Wei Zhao frown, he knew Wei Zhao was anxious about Ying Ziyu, and sensed his chance. He said quickly, "I got word from Li Cihua's side. Leader Wei Zhao, do you need my help? Shall I have Li Cihua go warn them off?"

"Zou Ruoming couldn't handle it?" Wei Zhao found the matter a little strange.

"The son of the temporary underworld leader—Zou Ruoming isn't enough for that," Zhao Qibing said. "Only Li Cihua can handle it… Of course, if you went in person, Leader Wei Zhao, you could handle it too. But surely you don't have the time…"

"Oh. So you've come to claim credit and ask for a reward, have you?" Wei Zhao nodded and asked.

"Heh heh, actually it's not really about claiming credit. How about this—I help you settle the business with Ying Ziyu, and as a reward, you break my legs for me?" Zhao Qibing looked at Wei Zhao expectantly.

"Pff—" Wei Zhao sprayed a faceful of spit at Zhao Qibing, then broke into coughing. "Cough cough cough… Are you sick in the head?"

"No, aren't I perfectly healthy? Even those injuries from before have healed!" Zhao Qibing said.

"Then why on earth would you want your legs broken?" Wei Zhao asked, baffled.

"That… don't ask. I just want my legs broken!" Zhao Qibing said.

"Fine, then. Give Li Cihua a call—have him settle this business. I'll grant you your wish." Wei Zhao thought it over and agreed.