Chapter 3696 — Li Zhengming Switching Sides
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Damn it—how could he just die here for no good reason? Li Zhengming's eyes flickered, blood trickling ceaselessly from the corner of his mouth, his whole appearance wretched and pitiful.
As a grassroots newcomer with no backing whatsoever, he had thrown in his lot with Meng Jueming the moment he joined the Welcoming Pavilion—a choice forced upon him by sheer necessity. He might not have thought much of Meng Jueming's character, but at least among the Welcoming Pavilion newcomers, that was the thickest and most realistic leg to cling to, bar none.
To achieve the goal he had long suppressed at the bottom of his heart, he had to raise his strength as quickly as possible, and to do that, he needed vast quantities of cultivation resources. As a Welcoming Pavilion newcomer, he had no option but to attach himself to a senior steward brother as powerful as Meng Jueming.
And indeed, that was exactly how it played out. After decisively siding with Meng Jueming, Li Zhengming had tasted no small amount of sweetness—whether it was Cave Dwelling No. 2 at the foot of the mountain, or his later assignment to Mining District No. 7, both were treatment that filled the other Welcoming Pavilion newcomers with boundless envy.
Yet what left him—and in fact every Welcoming Pavilion newcomer—jaw-dropping was that this seemingly beautiful arrangement, whenever it ran up against Wei Zhao, invariably veered off in an unexpected direction—or to put it precisely, an unscientific one.
And now, Li Zhengming had finally grasped the root of this unscientific state of affairs. As a newcomer who had entered the Welcoming Pavilion a mere month ago, Wei Zhao was already a peak early-stage Foundation Establishment expert, standing on equal footing with veterans like Meng Jueming. If that could still be called scientific, then one might as well start seeing ghosts!
Nothing in this world ever came without a price. Being a lackey had its perks, but it came with its hardships too. As one of the most devoted claws who had sided with Meng Jueming right after Meng Zhou, whenever a crisis arose, Li Zhengming would naturally become the cannon fodder of first choice—there was simply no shaking it off.
And since he was cannon fodder, he had to have the awareness of cannon fodder. Mudding through once or twice was luck, but there was no way fortune would favor him every single time. Just as now: Li Zhengming knew full well that he had kicked an iron plate. If he did not make a choice now, he might very well end up dead here!
This time, Meng Jueming and Meng Zhou and that whole pack of idiots had landed him in deep shit!
Wei Zhao looked down from his commanding height, coldly regarding the bedraggled Li Zhengming, and said expressionlessly, "Since you dared to launch a sneak attack on me, I imagine you must have prepared yourself for the consequences. I can tell you're not cut from the same cloth as Meng Jueming's pack of fools, but unfortunately, doing wrong means paying the price."
At these words, Li Zhengming's heart gave a violent lurch, for he could distinctly feel the killing intent radiating from the other man grow stronger. A single thought seized him and set every hair on his body standing on end: Wei Zhao meant it. He genuinely intended to kill him!
Seeing that Wei Zhao was about to act, Li Zhengming dropped to his knees with a thud and hastily said, "Leader Wei Zhao, spare me! I had no choice—it was Meng Jueming and the others who forced me to sound you out!"
At this sight, Wei Zhao could not help raising his eyebrows in some surprise.
By his earlier impressions, Li Zhengming was not the sort of spineless creature to do this. Had it been Meng Zhou doing so, he would have found it easier to accept—that one was clearly a bully who feared the strong and preyed on the weak—but this Li Zhengming had not seemed that type before.