護花近衛 - 第2347章 你是什麼? - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 2347 — Who Are You?

The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2

Even if Zhao Qibing's whole generation were raised to early Earth-rank fighters, what of the fourth and fifth generations after them? If by then those pills could no longer be obtained and a gap in strength opened up, wouldn't the hidden Zhao family be driven out of the ranks of hidden families?

So, in the years before this, the great hidden families had all upheld one principle: let the family's younger generation advance on their own. If pills could be avoided, avoid them; only when there was truly no other way should they be used! Besides, there was an advantage to not reaching Earth rank—one could move freely in and out of the secular world.

But now, the Hidden Families Arbitration Association existed in name only, and no one supervised who was Earth rank and who was not. Moreover, after the hidden Han family's rise, every family's younger generation had grown red-eyed with envy and resolved to cultivate their own youths with all their might—so the long-sealed pills were all brought out!

In truth, apart from the hidden You family, the other hidden families did not have many pills to spare. They had come by them through wagers, exchanges, trials, and ceremonial gifts—how could they possibly use them freely?

But circumstances forced their hand: if you didn't use them and others did, you would fall behind. So after the Hidden World Families Summit, the hidden Zhao family too prepared to give pills to its younger generation.

Han Xiaohu glanced at Elder Bi behind Zhao Qibing and felt a stir of apprehension! Elder Bi was a fighter at the peak of late Earth rank—not someone Han Xiaohu could contend with! Elder Bi had been famous for years and was a core figure in the hidden Zhao family, the one most likely to step into Heaven rank.

"Zhao Qibing, isn't the hidden Zhao family reaching a bit too far? Meddling in everything?" Han Xiaohu said angrily.

"Heh, so I meddle in everything—what of it? Bite me?" Zhao Qibing knew Han Xiaohu dared not make trouble before Elder Bi, so to avenge the humiliation of his broken leg at Han Xiaohu's hands during the last race, he kept right on insulting him. "I'll tell you, with Wei Zhao not at your side, you're worse than a dog. Crawl back to the hidden Han family and hide!"

"With which eye did you see that I'm not at his side?" A cold voice sounded by Zhao Qibing's ear—not loud, yet like a thunderclap that nearly frightened him out of his wits. He trembled all over and raised his head in disbelief to look at Wei Zhao, who was stepping out of the private room, his legs beginning to cramp.

"Lin—Boss Wei Zhao, you're here too, haha?" Zhao Qibing's voice was shaking. He regretted it; inwardly he cursed Lei Daming's ancestors for eighteen generations. Outsider, outsider—couldn't you have mentioned a name? Would saying the name have killed you? Had he known this outsider was Wei Zhao, he and Zhao Guangyin would certainly have told Lei Daming to hand over part of the market to him—how could a man like this be provoked so casually?

"If Han Xiaohu is a dog, then what are you?" Wei Zhao glanced at Zhao Qibing, his gaze sweeping over Elder Bi behind him as he silently weighed the old man's strength—and finally reached a conclusion: Elder Bi was weak, weaker even than the third-ranking officer of the Red Conch! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote for it with