護花近衛 - 第3056章 東方長老 - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 3056 — The Eastern Elder

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Wei Zhao was certain that even had he not killed him, the man would have schemed by every means to wrest the herb from his hands. And if he returned to carry word back, the Eastern Family would come for Wei Zhao in force—which would be far more trouble still.

"Vice Chairman Ouyang, what did you see?" Wei Zhao turned to him, his voice ominously cold. As for the vice chairman's having pointed the cultivator at Wei Zhao, Wei Zhao knew the man could hardly have done otherwise—yet resentment had taken root in him all the same, and so his tone was anything but courteous.

"Senior... Senior Ling, I... I saw nothing at all..." Vice Chairman Ouyang's whole body went taut with fright. He hastened to answer.

"Oh? Then how did this elder of the Eastern Family come to die?" Wei Zhao asked mildly.

"I wouldn't know. It seems he was fighting with disciples of some other ancient sect, but by the time we arrived the other man had already fled, and this Eastern Family fellow was dead. Isn't that so?" Having spoken, Vice Chairman Ouyang turned to look at the disciple who had been preparing the herbs.

"Er... yes, a wretched death it was. We just don't know how he died." The disciple nodded in agreement.

"Heh heh..." Wei Zhao smiled and turned to the disciple. "Are my herbs ready?"

In truth, Wei Zhao knew it would be impossible to keep today's affair wholly secret—walls have ears the world over. Vice Chairman Ouyang and this disciple might swear solemn oaths before him now, but face them with a peak late-Heaven-tier expert stronger than himself, and Wei Zhao did not believe for a moment they would keep to the truth!

Moreover, those who had fled earlier might not have witnessed what followed, but they could surely guess the gist of it. Even if they did not know Wei Zhao's true identity and knew him only as Ling Yi, a careful observer could connect the dots from those few trials and trials past. It was only a matter of time!

And time was precisely what Wei Zhao lacked! Give him just a little more, and Wei Zhao was confident that once his strength was sufficient, the Eastern Family would think twice before moving against him.

So Wei Zhao did not much mind.

"At once, ready at once!" the disciple said, all trembling deference.

"Hurry it up. And prepare several portions of the pill-refining ingredients for Spirit-Gathering Pills, Minor Qi-Gathering Pellets, Minor Restoration Pills and the like for Senior Ling as well—consider it the Cultivators' Guild's way of giving back to an old customer!" Vice Chairman Ouyang had offended Wei Zhao earlier, and now had no choice but to bend over backward to mend fences with him!

Wei Zhao had said nothing on the surface, and the matter of the Eastern elder's death seemed to have passed—but there was no guaranteeing Wei Zhao would not quietly come back later to silence witnesses. So Vice Chairman Ouyang could only ply him with further bribes, hoping he truly bore no grudge.