Chapter 2648 — Someone Familiar
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But Zhong Yongliang, oblivious, went on showing off his formidable powers of deduction to Gu Mengyao. "See? I told you—it's the servant who dies! Do you know who the killer is? The case really isn't complicated. The truth is this: the screenwriter has led our thinking astray. That old man is the murderer, not the guest..."
Zhong Yongliang had seen this film before, so he told Gu Mengyao everything—who the killer was, his motive, and his method.
"..." Gu Mengyao was at a loss for words. She shot Zhong Yongliang an exasperated glare. "If you're going to tell me everything, what's left for me to watch? Is there something wrong with you?"
"I... I just wanted to explain it to you in advance..." Zhong Yongliang had not expected his cleverness to backfire. He had meant to curry favor with Gu Mengyao, but who would have thought that revealing the killer's identity would only make her dislike him more.
"Kid, on your feet!" Before Zhong Yongliang could finish, the young man sitting in front of him and to his right stood up and seized him by the collar.
"You... what are you doing?" Zhong Yongliang asked in alarm.
"Do you know what kind of person I hate most?" the young man raged. "I hate blabbermouths like you! If you'd kept quiet, no one would have taken you for a mute! You've told us who the killer is—how am I supposed to watch now?"
"I..." Zhong Yongliang was about to curse him out, but then he sensed a sharp, intimidating aura that gave him a jolt of alarm. Still, he was unwilling to lose face in front of Gu Mengyao: "What I say is none of your business! Since when do you get to police other people's conversations? Do you know what kind of person I hate most? I hate self-important types like you who throw their weight around—someone says something and you just have to stick your nose in?"
"Kid, you asking for a beating?" The young man flew into a rage.
Wei Zhao glanced at the young man and was startled. An Earth-rank expert? Whose expert was this? Why did he seem somehow familiar? There was something about the man's features that stirred a vague recollection in Wei Zhao, though he could not quite put his finger on it...
"A cultivator?" Zhong Yongliang was hardly a high-level cultivator—he was not even Yellow-rank. He had only practiced a few rudimentary breathing formulas and incantations, and it was only after this trip back from the Tomorrow and Tomorrow Sect that he had half-stepped onto the threshold of cultivation. Even so, he could sense the true qi fluctuations of a cultivator!
He did not know what level this man before him had reached, but he was unquestionably a cultivator.
"Eh?" The young man was taken aback. "You know about cultivators?"
"Hmph, I don't care what family or sect you belong to. I'll have you know I am a disciple of the Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable, head of the Tomorrow and Tomorrow Sect. If you keep putting on airs with me, my master will never let you off!" Seeing the man acknowledge it, Zhong Yongliang breathed a sigh of relief. Since he was a cultivator, even a lone wanderer, he must have heard of the great name of the Tomorrow and Tomorrow Sect.
"Sorry to disappoint you. I belong to no sect and no school, and I've never heard of any Tomorrow and Tomorrow Sect. If you're trying to compare backgrounds with me, you've made a grave mistake." The young man spoke coolly. "I won't make things hard for you. Apologize to me and reimburse me for my ticket, and we'll call it even."