Chapter 1995 — Being Followed
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"You could put it that way." Seeing that Wei Zhao showed not the slightest surprise, Feng Sanmang became all the more convinced that the man was no ordinary person. "Brother Lin, if I may be so bold—what is your current cultivation level?"
"Earth rank," Wei Zhao said, making no attempt to hide it. He did not specify whether it was the early, middle, or late stage of the Earth rank, however; after all, he and Feng Sanmang were not well acquainted, and Wei Zhao did not care to say too much.
"Hiss—" Feng Sanmang drew a sharp breath. The last time he had seen Wei Zhao, the man had been an expert at the peak of the middle Mystic rank. And now he was already Earth rank?
He thought back to what Wei Zhao had said to him before: Do not imagine that because you are an inner-family expert at the peak of the late Mystic rank, you can boast such words before me. Could it be that Wei Zhao had been Earth rank all along, and had merely suppressed his power to the peak of the middle Mystic rank—rather than being Earth rank?
If that were truly the case, then he himself had so arrogantly threatened Wei Zhao—the very thought made Feng Sanmang's face burn. No wonder Wei Zhao had shown no fear at all back then and had simply thrown the threat right back at him. So the man had been suppressing his strength all along...
Of course, Feng Sanmang would never imagine that Wei Zhao could have leapt from the peak of the middle Mystic rank to Earth rank in the space of a mere few months. That rate of advancement was like riding a rocket—to break through even a single minor stage in a few months would already be impressive!
"Brother Lin, I gave offense before. Miss Xu's safety for a while yet will have to be entrusted to you!" Feng Sanmang's attitude toward Wei Zhao had grown even more respectful.
Wei Zhao waved a hand and said nothing further. Instead he pointed toward the hotel. "They are coming out. Let us drop this subject."
"Right!" Wei Zhao's words suited Feng Sanmang perfectly—he had not wanted to discuss such matters in front of Xu Shilan anyway.
"Xiaohan!" Wei Zhao called out in greeting to Xu Shilan. As for Cheng Yiyi, he merely nodded to her.
Cheng Yiyi did not seem to mind much, though, nor did she seem to care for talking to Wei Zhao. She pulled Xu Shilan into the business van; Wei Zhao took the front passenger seat, while Feng Sanmang naturally served as driver.
Though Feng Sanmang was unfamiliar with Donghai City's layout, as Xu Shilan's dedicated driver he was excellent at finding his way. A few glances at the navigation were enough for him to know the route.
He started the car and drove straight to Donghai City's most prosperous commercial pedestrian street.
The whole way, Xu Shilan and Cheng Yiyi talked about something or other, but Wei Zhao had no interest in listening—mostly it was talk of beauty treatments, makeup, how to look pretty, how to keep a good figure.
After a few turns, Feng Sanmang arrived at the commercial pedestrian street and parked the car in a nearby lot.
"I never imagined Donghai City's commercial pedestrian street would still be this bustling so late!" Xu Shilan said in surprise, gazing at the streets outside the window.
"Donghai City is the provincial capital—naturally there are plenty of shops open around the clock," Wei Zhao said.
"Thank you, Wei Zhao. Coming out shopping with us so late—I'm sorry to have disturbed your rest," Xu Shilan said gratefully.
Cheng Yiyi, however, frowned. For an ordinary person, accompanying a big star out was an enormous honor—Zhang Duopan had wanted to tag along, and she had refused him. So why did Xu Shilan seem almost to be begging Wei Zhao?
"It's no trouble," Wei Zhao said. He and Feng Sanmang walked behind Xu Shilan and Cheng Yiyi, looking for all the world like their bodyguards.