Chapter 968 — A Slip of the Tongue
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Wei Zhao had actually crossed swords with the illegitimate sons of the Yu, Xiao, and Zhao families. Though the death of Yu Bide and the madness of Uncle Pi were not directly his doing, he had brought them about all the same. His enmity with the Yu, Xiao, and Zhao families was sealed.
And what interested Feng Tianlong most was this: after being gravely wounded, Wei Zhao had been able to recover swiftly and restore his strength—and the dog at his side the same. There must, then, be an extraordinarily skilled physician at Wei Zhao's side.
The intelligence Feng Tianlong possessed was naturally the most complete and detailed to be had, yet even he had failed to discover who had healed Wei Zhao's wounds and helped him regain his strength. In that interval Wei Zhao had paid a visit to Guan Xuewen's home, but only after his injuries were already healed; so the odds that the man was Guan Xuewen were not great.
Earlier, Feng Tianlong had supposed this person to be Guan Xuewen. His accompanying Feng Xiaoxiao back to Songshan City this time was in part a hope of meeting Guan Xuewen and begging from him a Longevity Detox Pill, to see whether it might cure Xiaoxiao's illness. But after these events, Feng Tianlong felt that the Longevity Detox Pill was most likely not Guan Xuewen's creation either.
If Guan Xuewen could produce such miraculous medicines, he would have produced them long ago—why wait until now? And besides, why was it that anything and everything touching Wei Zhao turned strange and mysterious?
At that auction, after all, Wei Zhao had been present as well.
Wei Zhao had once assisted his squad on a mission, but at the time Wei Zhao was an outside helper, his identity confidential by its very nature. Feng Tianlong was a man who knew the rules, and he did not pry into Wei Zhao's affairs.
Now, for his daughter's sake, Feng Tianlong had no choice but to seek Wei Zhao out and ask him a few things... And besides, there was another meaning buried in this as well...
His daughter, it seemed, was rather fond of Wei Zhao?
"You had an attack while you were in Yanjing? How is it I never knew?" Feng Tianlong turned to look at his daughter. "A thing that serious, and you said nothing to me?"
"It wasn't so very bad, really. I was taking a shower when I suddenly fainted. Luckily Wei Zhao found me in time. I don't know what he did, but I came around quickly enough..." Feng Xiaoxiao had kept silent earlier for fear of worrying her father; the matter had not been grave, and she had come to no harm, so she had said nothing of it.
"You were taking a shower, and Wei Zhao was there with you?" Feng Tianlong was startled.
"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao abruptly realized she had let something slip. Her face flushed crimson on the spot, and she said awkwardly, "No, nothing like that... I just... I just... anyway, it's not what you're imagining!"
For the first time, Xiaoxiao found herself stammering incoherently before her father, like a child caught in some misdeed, waving her hands about, not even knowing what she was saying.
"Haha, Xiaoxiao, there's no need to rush to deny it." Feng Tianlong only smiled and waved a hand, cutting off his daughter's protests. "I'm not such an unenlightened man, after all. And I've told you before—I would be all for you finding a boyfriend. If the two of you were to give me a grandson or a granddaughter, why, that would be best of all..."