Chapter 4069 — The Island Flower's Close-Range Guard
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Reception Steward for the West Island? What kind of position was that? He'd never even heard of it before. And the key point was that it had been appointed personally by the Council of Elders, with discretionary authority to act on his own judgment—that did not sound simple at all!
Wei Zhao accepted the order under the envious gazes of the crowd, while inwardly he was speechless. Shangguan Tianxia, that top-tier big shot, truly had time on his hands—to actually dream up such a peculiar title for him. One had to admire the effort.
Yet just as Wei Zhao took the order and turned to leave, the transmission steward suddenly called out, "Hold on, young brother Wei Zhao. I also have a private letter from Pavilion Master Shangguan. Please take it as well."
Boom! The hall boiled over even more. Shangguan Tianxia, the Pavilion Master of the Soaring Heavens Pavilion, would actually write a private letter to a mere new disciple of the Azure Cloud Pavilion? The weight of that single letter made it far more enviable than that bizarre transfer order. Damn it—just how many lifetimes of good fortune had this brat Wei Zhao accumulated?
The many new disciples were merely enjoying the spectacle, but Hu Yunfeng, the Welcoming Pavilion Master, already wore the pitiful expression of a man who had eaten shit and was now chewing it slowly to savor the flavor.
Shangguan Tianxia was a top-tier existence perched so high above that even someone of Hu Yunfeng's status as Welcoming Pavilion Master found it hard to exchange a single word with him face to face, let alone claim any kind of friendship. What virtue or ability did this Wei Zhao possess to earn such special regard from a big shot like that?
If even Hu Yunfeng was like this, then Kang Jingming, Murong Zhen, and the others who regarded Wei Zhao as a thorn in their eyes and a spike in their flesh were struck so dumb they couldn't speak for a long while. Though the sun still blazed high overhead, their hearts had already plunged straight into an ice cellar, frozen into solid lumps.
Wei Zhao paid no attention to these people, sick with envy to the point of spitting blood. After taking Shangguan Tianxia's private letter, he turned, walked to an empty spot, opened it, and read it carefully.
"Wei Zhao, this old man finds you quick-witted and reliable—a man of promise. This training opportunity is exceedingly rare. I hope you will fulfill your duties faithfully and protect the West Island's princess well... Be a worthy close-range guard for the Island Flower."
The Island Flower's close-range guard? That last line of the letter made Wei Zhao spit on the spot. He felt as though he was born for this line of work—wherever he went, this was the job. So it had been in the mortal world, and now on Cloud-Tier Island he still couldn't escape this fate?
He had just finished reading the letter in his hand when the gathered new disciples erupted into another uproar. Wei Zhao looked up to see Shangguan Lan'er and Ning Xuefei—those two little beauties with impossibly deep backgrounds—smiling sweetly and waving at him from not far away.
A West Island princess in one hand, a Soaring Heavens Pavilion princess in the other. Watching Wei Zhao's departing figure flanked by the two, everyone in the Welcoming Pavilion was utterly petrified. The same lament rose in every heart: to be a new disciple, one must learn from Wei Zhao—this, damn it, was what a true winner in life looked like!
"If we can't find a powerful backer, I say we might as well give up on Wei Zhao," Meng Zhou remarked faintly from behind the crowd.
Though Kang Jingming and Murong Zhen and the others were absolutely unwilling to let it go, after their crushing defeat last time, after witnessing how Nantian Ba's group tried to steal the chicken only to lose the rice and end up with Yu Jiang, and now seeing this spectacle with their own eyes today—if they were to step forward and move against Wei Zhao again, they might not truly have the guts. R1152