Chapter 2484 — Wait for Me
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Very well, since the matter is settled, please enter the market, young brother," the Heaven-rank vice president said, able to set aside his hatred for the moment. "However, if anything of the sort happens again, I hope you will not take matters into your own hands. Simply report it to us, the Cultivators' Association, and we will certainly not let these maggots and scum among our disciples go unpunished! After all, this is our territory. Outside the market we will not pursue the matter, but inside the market, please abide by our rules."
"Of course, of course." Wei Zhao sneered inwardly. Report it to you, you say? And where would I even find you? If that Yellow-rank disciple had not sounded the alarm and brought you out, could I have gone in and dragged you out myself? If I had not made an example of your two disciples, I could only have slunk away in disgrace.
"You will take over their former duties and check the invitation letters of those entering!" the Heaven-rank vice president ordered the Yellow-rank disciple from before.
"Yes, Vice President," the Yellow-rank disciple answered hurriedly and with great care.
The Heaven-rank vice president nodded and turned to leave, while the two disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall swiftly carried the two guards—their lives still in doubt—into the market.
Wei Zhao, Han Xiaohu, and Yang Qiqi followed close behind into the market, while the people around them all gave way, shrinking far back, terrified of provoking Wei Zhao into striking and killing again over a single wrong word.
Han Xiaohu looked at Wei Zhao with something like admiration. The leader really is something, he thought. Even a vice president at the peak of the early Heaven rank has come and gone without a word, meek as a lamb. The leader is not only formidable in skill but unmatched in cunning as well.
Now that it was over, Han Xiaohu thought it through carefully and understood why Wei Zhao had been so bold: here in the cultivators' market, the people of the Cultivators' Trade Association dared not openly tear off the mask. They were in the wrong, and if they tore it off and insisted on moving against Wei Zhao, they would only make themselves a laughingstock before the other cultivators and chill their hearts. Who would ever trust the Cultivators' Trade Association again? So no matter how bitterly the Heaven-rank vice president smarted, he could only make a show of punishing his own kin.
Yang Qiqi's heart, however, was in turmoil. Wei Zhao was terrifying—a veritable brute who killed at the slightest provocation. If she really took the blue crystal, would he kill her?
So Yang Qiqi shrank back a little. After all, the man before her was simply too powerful; she was no match for him at all. And Wei Zhao could fight above his rank, which made him seem all the more unattainably lofty to her.
But then she thought of Xiao Jiu's illness. If she did not trade for that precious treasure this time, Xiao Jiu's condition would only worsen, and his life might well be in danger. So she could only grit her teeth and bear it.
No matter how hard or how dangerous, she had to do it—had to get the blue crystal back. Otherwise, this trip would be for nothing! Was the trial of the Ice Palace not dangerous? She had gone all the same. So Yang Qiqi thought it over, steeled herself, and caught up with Wei Zhao: "Wait for me…"
Wei Zhao glanced at Yang Qiqi, did not stop her, and let her follow.
As for Yang Qiqi, Wei Zhao could not quite say what he felt. A pretty little thing, to be sure, but with far too little worldly experience, and she often repaid kindness with enmity. Had he not dealt with her so many times, he truly would not have bothered with her affairs.