Chapter 3277 — Both Sides Wounded

To He Dantou's mind, the general manager was trying to double-cross him, and he and Fanny were putting on a two-man act. He had felt something was off from the start—one moment a whole chest of euros had vanished into thin air, and now the money had been transferred into some orphanage or other!

Here, apart from He Dantou himself, everyone was the general manager's man, so it was no wonder he grew suspicious.

"He Dantou, are you playing games with me, trying to swallow my drugs without spending a single cent?" The general manager rose to his feet as well, and the full might of his late-stage Heaven-Rank peak consummation surged out unabashed!

In the general manager's eyes, it was He Dantou who was up to tricks—first coming with an empty chest to muddy the waters, and only when that deception failed, making the transfer, which had then landed in some orphanage's account. The man was obviously trying to pull a fast one.

"Hah, whoever's playing games knows it in his heart. General Manager, hand over that chest of drugs to me now, and I can pretend nothing ever happened. As for the euros lost from that chest, I'll chalk it up to bad luck!" He Dantou snorted coldly. "And don't tell me that orphanage account isn't yours!"

"He Dantou, you dare say such a thing? I think you're the one after something for nothing. Now get out, and I won't pursue the matter. The Conch Group has no place for a partner as insincere as you!" the general manager retorted furiously.

"You're asking for death!" When had He Dantou ever suffered such insult? His patience had run out entirely. He drew a soft whip from his waist—his Heaven-Rank divine weapon—and lashed it straight at the general manager!

This soft whip was very like the Heaven-Rank divine weapon Xiao Yi wielded, though Xiao Yi's was the genuine article, while He Dantou's was a close imitation he had assembled from his memories of the Five Glories Sect in his youth.

And Xiao Yi's divine weapon was, at present, still in Wei Zhao's hands.

"It's you who's asking for death! You dare raise a hand inside Conch Group headquarters?" The general manager flew into a rage and drew two flails from either side of his legs, hurling them at He Dantou—this was his Heaven-Rank divine weapon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Earth-shaking crashes erupted from the general manager's office as two late-stage Heaven-Rank peak consummation experts went at each other.

Meanwhile, in the restroom stall, the real Secretary Lu was slowly coming to. He had no idea what had happened to him; all he remembered was coming to the restroom, and after that, nothing.

Had he fainted in the restroom? Secretary Lu hastily checked himself over and found nothing amiss—no injuries, nothing missing. He could only conclude that he had been too exhausted these past few days, short on sleep, and had passed out in the washroom!

In fact, he really had been quite worn out these past few days, so he gave it no further thought.

By now, Wei Zhao had switched taxis twice and was back at the bathhouse! His goal had been achieved. Of course, Wei Zhao had no idea that the two late-stage Heaven-Rank peak consummation experts were already fighting; had he known, he would probably have been rendered speechless.

He had never expected that the account number he had casually altered on a sudden inspiration would actually fool He Dantou!

Of course, had He Dantou noticed before making the transfer, events would have unfolded quite differently. In that case, the general manager would certainly not have believed He Dantou had altered it, nor Fanny either—which would have left only "Secretary Lu" to blame!

So Wei Zhao, wary of trouble, had restored his former appearance before returning to the bathhouse. He entered, quickly knocked on Xu Shilan's and Cheng Yiyi's door, and fled with the two of them.

The car was one Wei Zhao had stolen earlier—a local street racer's vehicle, likely stolen goods to begin with, which was why the racers had not come looking for it after it went missing. Wei Zhao had left it parked not far from the bathhouse.

Wei Zhao offered no explanation; he simply took Xu Shilan and Cheng Yiyi and headed for the airport in the city nearest the small town.

At noon, a large passenger jet lifted off, bound for the city closest to X Island.

In the first-class cabin, Wei Zhao had booked four seats: one row for himself, one for Xu Shilan and Cheng Yiyi, the two rows facing each other so the three of them could talk easily.

"Wei Zhao, what happened?" Cheng Yiyi asked softly.

"Nothing. It's all settled." Wei Zhao clearly did not intend to tell Cheng Yiyi and Xu Shilan what had happened in Ruileida Town, lest they worry needlessly.

So Cheng Yiyi asked no more and turned to chat with Xu Shilan instead.

When the plane landed in the city nearest X Island, the three of them disembarked and boarded the connecting flight to X Island that Yang Qiqi had arranged at the airport. Only then did they breathe easy.

Only now were they truly safe! Yet Wei Zhao was somewhat puzzled: with such a huge incident at the Conch Group, had they really not sent anyone to search for him on a large scale? They need only pull up the surveillance footage to determine that the earlier "Yi Ling" was a suspicious character, and once that was matched against He Dantou, his identity would practically leap out. With the resources of the Red Conch and the Overseas Cultivators' Association, a large-scale search of the area was well within their reach—so why had no one intercepted him along the way?

What Wei Zhao did not know was that the general manager and He Dantou had by now wounded each other grievously, both suffering severe internal injuries! Even so, the general manager had not dared to actually kill He Dantou; he had merely had the Overseas Cultivators' Association send men to take He Dantou away.

After all, He Dantou's death would have meant a blood feud, but as things stood they had merely been badly injured, and neither had come off well, so the matter could be considered closed. Once their injuries healed and tempers cooled, they could sit down again and negotiate over who was in the right and who in the wrong.

For the time being, though, both were gravely wounded and had no chance to negotiate. Their superiors said nothing, and their subordinates naturally could not act rashly, so the whole affair was left hanging—which let Wei Zhao slip through a gaping hole!

In fact, after entering the Songshan Orphanage's account number, Wei Zhao had rather regretted it. For one thing, whether or not the transfer went through, if He Dantou discovered it, Wei Zhao would likely still be in Ruileida Town at the time, and the Overseas Cultivators' Association and the Red Conch would join forces to hunt him down!

For another, with the Songshan Orphanage's account number, Wei Zhao feared He Dantou and the general manager might go to Songshan City to take revenge on Yu Xiaoke. But on reflection, that second possibility seemed less likely—after all, if the Red Conch wanted to operate domestically, it had to go through Brother Dafeng, and Brother Dafeng was Wei Zhao's man, so there was little to fear.

(To be continued.)