Chapter 1972 — A Well-Meant Invitation
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"You must be Senior Lin's girlfriend. Greetings, senior. My name is Han Xiaohu, of the Hidden Han Family!" Han Xiaohu said to Sun Jingyan with the utmost deference.
"Huh? The Hidden Han Family?" Wei Zhao knew nothing of the Hidden Han Family, but Sun Jingyan, being of a clan herself, knew them perfectly well, and was familiar with the story of the Han Family's rise. Even if the Hidden Han Family was one of the weaker hidden clans, compared to the Sun Family it was still a colossus!
What Sun Jingyan had not expected was that a scion of the Hidden Han Family would address her as senior… Was she basking in Wei Zhao's reflected glory?
"Yes. I am the eldest grandson of the Hidden Han Family, and I speak on its behalf. There is a matter on which we would ask Senior Lin's help…" Han Xiaohu explained respectfully.
"Enough. Let us have the food first — I am hungry. We can talk while we eat," Wei Zhao said, waving his hand with some impatience and cutting Han Xiaohu off.
"Yes, Senior Lin. I will have the waiter bring the dishes at once!" With that, Han Xiaohu turned and left the private room to instruct the waiter.
Meanwhile, Sun Jingyan lowered her voice in astonishment and said to Wei Zhao, "Why did he call you senior? And he wants to ask your help?"
"Who knows. We will hear him out in a moment," Wei Zhao said indifferently.
Soon Han Xiaohu returned, respectfully taking the seat of lowest honor and pouring tea for Wei Zhao and Sun Jingyan.
"All right. While we wait for the food, tell me what this is about," Wei Zhao said.
"It is like this, Senior Lin…" Han Xiaohu then hurriedly recounted everything to Wei Zhao: the summit of the hidden clans, the contest, and how he had seen Wei Zhao racing his car on the highway.
"The summit of the hidden clans?" It was the first Wei Zhao had heard of such a thing. But then, if the great clans had their clan assemblies, it was hardly surprising that the hidden clans had a summit of their own! From the sound of it, this was a grand meet to test the strength of each hidden clan. "So, in other words, if I win the car race for you, all the prizes of the race go to me, and on top of that I may choose any treasure I like from the Hidden Han Family's vault? Do you not think you are getting the short end of the stick?"
"That is correct!" Han Xiaohu nodded. "Of course, I hope this will be more than a mere transaction — that it will be the beginning of a friendship. I sincerely hope the Hidden Han Family may become a friend of Senior Lin, so whether we lose out or not hardly matters."
Had Han Xiaohu merely wanted to bargain, he could easily have offered Wei Zhao the race prizes first, and only raised the stakes if Wei Zhao refused. But what Han Xiaohu sought was Wei Zhao's friendship. Ever since he learned that the man driving the Grand Cherokee was Wei Zhao, he had harbored this thought.
"Pure yellow jade, blue crystal, colored steel — which of these does the Hidden Han Family have?" Wei Zhao asked.
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