Chapter 3165 — An Unfathomable Trio
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
And so, with hearts weighed down by indescribable unease, they pressed the doorbell at the entrance to Wei Zhao's villa.
With guests at the door, Wei Zhao halted the circulation of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art, rose, and left his room for the villa's front gate. Yet when he reached it and laid eyes on the three figures beyond, his gaze went taut at once, and a stormy sea surged in his heart.
Of the three outside his gate, two were consummate masters at the peak of the late Heaven Rank, and one was a master at the peak of the late Heaven Rank.
What sort of combination was this? In the ancient strata, such beings ran roughshod wherever they pleased, and yet here they stood at his own door. What in the world did these people want?
"You three—might I ask whom you have come to see?" Wei Zhao inquired, betraying nothing. Since they had not forced their way in but had courteously rung the bell, he remained privately on guard while keeping his outward manner polite.
"Pray tell, is this the residence of Wei Zhao, Young Hero Lin?" Ancestor Blood-Robe asked cautiously.
At that question, Wei Zhao's eyelid twitched of its own accord. Young Hero Lin? A consummate master at the peak of the late Heaven Rank, addressing him as Young Hero Lin? Was there no mistake here? For that instant, Wei Zhao was truly dumbfounded. Just where had these three come from?
Seeing Wei Zhao's astonished expression, Ancestor Huangquan could not help shooting Ancestor Blood-Robe a glare. He understood well enough that Blood-Robe had been far too ingratiating and roused Wei Zhao's suspicions. He cleared his throat and, jabbing a finger at Wei Zhao, demanded sharply, "Boy, you're Wei Zhao, aren't you?"
"That would be me..." This time Wei Zhao was even more bewildered. What exactly had these three come to do? Why was one of them unfailingly courteous and another utterly overbearing?
Having spoken, Ancestor Huangquan glanced at Ancestor Gloom, who understood at once that his role as peacemaker was required. He coughed twice and said to Wei Zhao, "Wei Zhao, is it? These two are the two Ancestors of our Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect—one of exceedingly mild temper, and one rather hot-tempered..."
"Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect?" At that, Wei Zhao's expression changed on the spot, and he stared at the three before him in astonishment. As for the mild temper and the hot temper, he had already had a taste of both. But by any reasonable account, these three were his mortal enemies—they ought to have attacked the moment they arrived. Why were they standing here saying so much to him?
Could it be that masters of such stature all had peculiar temperaments?
"Just so!" Ancestor Gloom nodded. "Our Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect may previously have had certain misunderstandings with Mr. Wei Zhao. We have come today precisely to clear them up!"
"Clear up misunderstandings?" Wei Zhao simply could not fathom what these three were after. Had his golden finger not allowed him to discern the grade of their strength, he might even have taken them for a trio of swindlers.
And yet, what consummate master at the peak of the late Heaven Rank had the idle time to pose as a swindler? And two of them at once? Even the remaining master at the peak of the late Heaven Rank would have no stomach for playing the fraud.
"Just so. Will Mr. Wei Zhao not invite us in?" Ancestor Gloom's tone was neither warm nor cold—merely composed.
"Very well. Please come in, all three of you!" Wei Zhao drew a deep breath. Fortune or calamity, it was not for him to choose; what could not be avoided would not be avoided. With the strength these three commanded, flight was impossible and resistance futile, so he might as well see what they meant to do.
As matters stood, though their manner left much to be desired, they had done nothing untoward, and so Wei Zhao steadied himself.