Chapter 1166 — The Tables Have Turned: Wei Zhao Was Not Clear on the Reason, but if Shen Yushu Would Not Speak of It Herself, Then He Would Not Take It Upon Himself to Ask — It Might Concern Another's Private Affairs
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Shen Yushu's words left Feng Xiaoxiao slightly stunned as well. True, she had found the old man a touch suspicious afterward, but it had never once occurred to her that he might be hiding his strength. Now that Shen Yushu had put it into words, it all made sense.
Earlier, before Wei Zhao walked over, the old man had indeed been overbearing, pressing Xie Yufeng to apologize. Any ordinary scrap-picker—one of the weak and the downtrodden—facing such a swaggering young master, would surely have done nothing but apologize, and apologize again; the notion of resisting would never have crossed his mind.
Yet this old man had resisted, and calmly at that, as though he were someone formidable.
But the moment Wei Zhao walked over, everything flipped: the old man wilted on the spot, and without so much as a word turned to leave.
Which told them something more. Wilted or not, this old man was a man of real strength, with a proud bone in him—so even in retreat, he would not stoop to soft words.
And now Tang Zhi and Gu Mengyao recalled that business of Xie Yufeng deliberately concealing his strength in front of Wei Zhao and getting thrashed by a few petty thugs. Could today be the same?
Wei Zhao smiled faintly, parked the car a short way off, and said, "Xiaoshu's right. But by now, I'd say it's the old man who's giving Xie Yufeng a beating, isn't it?"
Xiaoshu had brought along a very complete set of equipment this time—she had not even left out the binoculars—so they all took a pair from the trunk and looked off toward the beach, and sure enough, they saw something utterly astonishing.
Xie Yufeng was enjoying that beating so much that he never even noticed Wei Zhao's departure. At last he had found his balance; the grievances of the past days poured out in that one moment. So what if you are an expert at the peak of the late Profound Rank? Aren't you still being pounded by me, an expert at the peak of the early Profound Rank?
And I have not used a single thread of true qi—I am beating you with my bare hands alone!
But Xie Yufeng had not been gloating long before he felt as if his fists were striking a slab of iron.
The next instant he realized, with a jolt, that the old man had once more gathered his true qi—and then the old man exploded into motion, chopping a palm strike straight at him.
Xie Yufeng was aghast. He had never expected the old man to hide his strength so long and then suddenly erupt. What was going on? Had he decided to stop hiding?
Xie Yufeng glanced around instinctively. Where was Wei Zhao now? Wei Zhao was gone. An instant later, cold sweat broke out across Xie Yufeng's forehead.
Why had Wei Zhao left? He had not finished beating the man yet! Even if you meant to go, couldn't you have told me? I would have gone with you. Now look what has come of it: the moment you leave, the old man's strength comes back—aren't you screwing me over?
Xie Yufeng wanted to run, but before he could, Grandpa Zhu landed a devastating blow on him.
"Aah—!" Xie Yufeng let out a wretched scream and instinctively summoned his true qi; but how could an expert at the peak of the early Profound Rank stand against one at the peak of the late Profound Rank? Several whole tiers lay between them.
Grandpa Zhu had no wish to kill Xie Yufeng, and so it became a one-sided savaging.
Old man Zhu nearly choked on his own rage. You, an expert at the peak of the early Profound Rank, dared to hit me? If I had not been afraid of Wei Zhao finding out, I would have beaten you into a hospital bed long ago. You did not beg for mercy—you dared to do this to me?
So now that the tables had turned, how could old man Zhu let Xie Yufeng off? If he did not beat Xie Yufeng into the hospital, his name was not Zhu!
Watching from the sidelines, Chen Xi was a little dumbfounded. What was going on? Grandpa Zhu, who had been taking a beating a moment ago, suddenly seemed divinely aided, turning from the beaten into the beater? Wasn't that turn a little too fast?