Chapter 3828 — So Confident
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His mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation was hardly formidable by the standards of this place, but that instinct for life and death was something every cultivator was born with—and experience had proven time and again that if such a premonition of danger was ignored, it truly could cost a man his life.
A single sentence of deterrence forced the two, who had been about to crash together like Mars into Earth, to check themselves at the same instant; and then the aura of this guest retainer retracted once more into nothingness, as though it had never existed at all.
The onlookers, seeing this, stopped paying any mind to Wei Zhao and Yu Jiang. With a first-rate guest retainer stepping in, there was certainly to be no fight; unless the two of them had holes in their heads and hoped to die at the guest retainer's hands.
"Hmph. Count yourself lucky—you get to live a little longer. But what a pity: your luck ends here." Yu Jiang gave Wei Zhao one deep look, his eyes brimming with venomous hatred, then turned without the slightest pause and strode out of the Hong Merchant Guild, leaving a parting shot behind him: "See you outside, Lin Er."
The way that was put, it sounded as though the man meant to lie in wait at the door.
Wei Zhao's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly. He had known before coming to the market that he might run into Yu Jiang, but what had unfolded was the very worst of all possible situations, and there was nothing in it to gladden a man.
"Young Hero Lin, it seems you have a spot of trouble this time," Hong Zhong's voice sounded suddenly from behind Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao turned to look at him, and saw the old man point past him toward the window. This was the second floor of the Hong Merchant Guild; from the window, the whole of the inner street below lay spread out in plain view.
Wei Zhao walked to the window and looked down. His gaze went of itself to Yu Jiang, who had just come out of the guild, and he saw him hurry over to a man nearby who looked to be of middle age, exchange a few words with him—and then, as one, both Yu Jiang and that middle-aged man turned their eyes toward Wei Zhao, standing at the window.
Even across a distance of several dozen zhang, Wei Zhao could still feel with perfect clarity the astonishing killing intent that came surging toward him!
Nan Tianyong! The name leapt into Wei Zhao's mind. He had never met the man, but instinct told him that this middle-aged man must be Yu Jiang's master, Nan Tianyong.
At this sight, Wei Zhao's heart sank.
If he had encountered only Yu Jiang here today, the enemy he had already crossed, it would have been troublesome but no great matter. The man's mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation was a notch above his own, true, but he had left him half dead the last time, and there was certainly nothing to fear now.
But add a Nan Tianyong to the reckoning, and withdrawing unscathed today would be as hard as climbing to the heavens.
As a supervising deacon of the Soaring Heavens Pavilion, Nan Tianyong's strength was beyond all doubt. He might not match the several first-rate guest retainers who held sway here at the Hong Merchant Guild, but he was absolutely not someone a newcomer like Wei Zhao, at the very peak of early Foundation Establishment, could stand against—and to be marked by such a hand in a place like this, escape was flatly impossible!
He had planned for everything, yet never once considered being cornered in the inner street by this master and disciple pair. This time, the trouble was indeed somewhat large!
Seeing the gravity in Wei Zhao's expression, Hong Zhong could not help suggesting, "Young Hero Lin, if you have need of it, this old man can arrange for one of our first-rate guest retainers to escort you back."