Chapter 596 — After the Injury
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"My brand of fierceness and hers are not the same... how should I put it?" Liu Xinlan might have been a blunt sort, but there was a fine edge hidden in that bluntness, and her eye for people was keen. "Her fierceness is the innocent, sweet kind — though I'd bet eighty percent of it is an act! Either she really is that sort, silly and naive, pure and ambiguous, or else she's lecherous and clever..."
"What kind of nonsense is this!" Tang Zhi's face flushed as she listened. "Why should I care so much about other people's business?"
"Haven't you ever heard the saying? There are no couples that can't be split apart — only mistresses who don't try hard enough!" Liu Xinlan said, as though exasperated by Tang Zhi's failure to live up to her potential. "Yun-yun, you have to be on your guard!"
"All right, all right, I know..." Liu Xinlan's words had indeed lodged themselves in Tang Zhi's heart, but what good would that do? Everything still came down to Wei Zhao's attitude.
Tang Zhi and Liu Xinlan were driven back to the hospital by Fatso Lai's wife. Tang Zhi's head did not ache in the least anymore; just as Wei Zhao had said, the bandages could likely come off after a single night. As they were leaving, Fatso Lai handed Tang Zhi another bottle of painkillers — since Tang Jucheng had been injured as well, the painkillers had been used up rather quickly.
Meanwhile, in the private residence behind the Geli Fuyun Bar, Zhao Qibing and Uncle Zhu both lay on sickbeds. Zhao Qibing had already regained consciousness and was howling in agony, calling for his mother and father. Uncle Zhu, by contrast, sat with his eyes shut, circulating his internal energy to heal his wounds.
"Young Master Bing, please bear with it a little longer. the Medicine King is already on his way — he should be here very soon!" Li Cihua said with a sigh. He had never imagined Wei Zhao could be so ruthless! In the past, Li Cihua had fancied himself a somebody in Songshan City, a man others had to show some respect — but ever since he had crossed paths with Wei Zhao, Li Cihua understood that he was nothing at all in Wei Zhao's eyes. Wei Zhao had never once looked at him straight on!
"Damn it! Just what is this Wei Zhao's background? He actually dared to break my legs! What does my father say? Has he sent anyone to deal with him?" Zhao Qibing truly could not swallow this insult! He had only just arrived in Songshan City, and before he could even open up the situation, Wei Zhao had given him a show of force to put him in his place — not only had his building been toppled, but both his legs had been broken. How was he supposed to establish himself in Songshan City after this?
If he did not do away with Wei Zhao, how could he ever show his face in Songshan City again?
"The head of the family is already looking into Wei Zhao's identity..." Li Cihua said with a bitter smile. "But from what Uncle Zhu says, Wei Zhao is a Mystic-rank expert. With a status like that, I'm afraid he ranks none too low even in the boss's eyes!"
"Mystic-rank? Wei Zhao is Mystic-rank?" Zhao Qibing was struck dumb on the spot. He had been unconscious earlier, so he had no idea what Uncle Zhu had said — but hearing this news now, he was shaken to the core!
He had not asked further about Uncle Zhu's injuries, because his own legs hurt so terribly that he had no attention to spare for anyone else. He had assumed Uncle Zhu's wounds had been caused by a bulldozer or an excavator, and so had thought nothing more of it.
"Yes, early Mystic-rank!" At that moment, Uncle Zhu, who had kept his eyes closed all this while, spoke up. "Young Master Bing, Wei Zhao is gravely injured as well. Without rare treasures to replenish him, I reckon that even if he survives this time, his strength will be gone. It all depends on what he chooses — whether he clings to his power at the risk of his life, or disperses his cultivation and becomes an ordinary man."