Chapter 2541 — The Fury of Patriarch Xuanchen
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"Boss, I couldn't win him over. The man was the strategist at headquarters to begin with—being sent down here was already beneath him. He looks down on everyone, struts around full of himself, and doesn't treat me like the head of the family at all. Every big decision is his to make..." Dafeng Ge said miserably. "And he's a heaven-tier expert. How am I supposed to get rid of him? No ordinary man could take him down..."
"..." Wei Zhao was stunned. He hadn't expected this strategist to be so formidable—a heaven-tier expert, no less. That was truly beyond his expectations. After thinking it over, Wei Zhao said, "All right then. For now, endure it and preserve your strength. Just make sure he doesn't get rid of you. I'll think of something."
"Understood, boss. I'll be careful," Dafeng Ge said hurriedly.
Wei Zhao hung up and shook his head. It seemed things were not going as smoothly as he had imagined. Dafeng Ge had not gained control of the forces within the Red Conch, and on the contrary seemed to be doing worse than when he had been the boss of a bar branch. He was the head of the family in name, but the real power had been stripped away by the strategist!
Still, it was hardly surprising. The strategist had been sent down from headquarters, and he had already been a figure of strategist rank up there. On top of that, he was a heaven-tier expert—why would he ever give a damn about Dafeng Ge, an early earth-tier expert?
It seemed the search for the Pangolin would require long and careful planning. If it came down to it, Wei Zhao would simply have to find an opportunity to kill that strategist! He wondered what level of heaven-tier strength the man had. But whatever his strength, anyone at heaven tier would not be weak. If he was heaven-tier, then unless Wei Zhao launched a surprise attack or used a true-qi bomb, a head-on clash would leave Wei Zhao with little confidence of victory.
So Wei Zhao was not especially anxious. The Pangolin had to be found, but he must plan before acting. Acting rashly would make him a fool, and even if Ying Ziyu learned the truth, she would blame Wei Zhao for taking the risk.
By the time Wei Zhao finished brewing the medicine, Wang Xinyan had just finished her bath. Her body gave off a faint scent of girlish skin mingled with the fragrance of shower gel. Wei Zhao could not resist drawing a deep breath. He could never get enough of that scent—every time he breathed it in, he felt his spirit surge. If he had not known that the scent aided cultivation, he might even have thought it was a drug...
Wang Xinyan was wiping water droplets from her hair when she suddenly noticed Wei Zhao standing beside her, sniffing at her body. She gave a start. "Ah, what are you doing..."
"Uh... I brought you your medicine..." Wei Zhao said, somewhat embarrassed.
"If you want to cultivate, wait until we're in the room. It's not good here..." Wang Xinyan lowered her voice, glancing at Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu, who were watching television not far away.
"Heh, all right." Wei Zhao handed her the bowl of medicine.
After drinking it, Wang Xinyan grew a little drowsy. Wei Zhao's medicine actually had a soporific effect as well, so her sleepiness did not strike him as anything unusual. Once Wang Xinyan had gone inside to sleep, Wei Zhao said goodnight to Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu and went in as well.
Originally Wei Zhao had wanted to study that black iron rod, but for now cultivation took priority. Until he reached heaven tier, studying weapons was pointless. Even if the black iron rod could break a cultivator's true-qi protective barrier, it only worked on low-tier cultivators. Against someone like You Panhu or Zhao Qibing, who had little real combat experience, it might do; but against seasoned cultivators, the moment they saw the thing could pierce true-qi defenses, would they not dodge it or try to snatch it away?