Chapter 3945 — Nan Tianxiong Returns
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This man was notorious as someone not to be trifled with, even within the Three Stack Pavilion's most elite circle of core disciples—and backed by the great house of the Nan family of Middle Island, quite a few of the pavilion's high-ranking members were considerably accommodating toward him.
Moreover, Nan Tianxiong's protectiveness of his own was known to all. Once he learned of Nan Tianyong's death, he would surely fly into a thunderous rage. Though for some reason he had as yet made no great commotion, of one thing there could be no doubt: the man would certainly not slacken in hunting down his brother's killer.
Faced with such a formidable threat, this Lin Er before him had still come to no harm to this day—not only safe and sound, but even daring to walk openly through the marketplace. Such courage and ability left even Hong Zhong gaping in astonishment.
And what shocked Hong Zhong even more was this: in a mere two or three months, this Lin Er's strength had surged by another notch. Wei Zhao's mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation could deceive others, but it could not deceive Hong Zhong.
With Hong Zhong's unfathomable strength and discernment, unless one were a master of equal rank, no one had ever been able to conceal their cultivation before him—Wei Zhao was no exception.
This Lin Er looked young, and at their last meeting one could still plainly sense that he had broken through only recently. Yet from the peak of early Foundation Establishment to mid Foundation Establishment—a threshold that ordinary people might spend a hundred years and still fail to cross—he had vaulted in a single step within a mere two or three months. Even Hong Zhong, who had seen countless people in his time, had never witnessed nor even heard of such a thing.
"Young Hero Lin, many days no see—trust you have been well!" Hong Zhong quietly suppressed his amazement and rose of his own accord to greet him.
"Steward Hong, well met." Wei Zhao smiled and cupped his hands in salute, then came straight to the point: "One does not visit the temple without a reason. I have come today to ask a favor, and I hope Steward Hong will lend what help he can."
"Of course, of course. Whatever it is, Young Hero Lin, speak freely—this old man will do his utmost," Hong Zhong said at once, readily.
Having seen countless people had honed in him a fine eye. In Hong Zhong's estimation, Wei Zhao was now a genuine blue-chip prospect, a figure very likely to achieve great things in the future. To haggle over trifles would be far too shortsighted; at a time like this, to be able to sell Wei Zhao a favor was, in his eyes, a stroke of luck he could only wish for.
Wei Zhao was overjoyed, and at once recounted to Hong Zhong everything he had previously said to Chen Heihu.
After hearing him out, Hong Zhong wasted no words: he immediately summoned the guild's steward and instructed him in detail. To put out word and purchase rare spirit herbs like the Heart-Devouring Linglong Grass was, for him, a matter of a single sentence—once the order was given, there would naturally be someone to carry it out.
To sell Wei Zhao a rare favor for something so simple—even judged purely by a businessman's eye, that was a handsome profit!
"Then I thank you, Steward Hong," Wei Zhao said gratefully. With this, he finally had some measure of confidence as to whether he could obtain the Heart-Devouring Linglong Grass.
With a merchant giant like the Hong Merchant Guild on one side and an operator of vast reach and unorthodox channels like Chen Heihu on the other, working both fronts at once—if even then he could not purchase the Heart-Devouring Linglong Grass, then it could only be said that Heaven willed it so, and that Wei Zhao and the Heart-Devouring Linglong Grass were simply not fated to meet.