Chapter 4113 — The Ultimate Backer
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Among the whole crowd, only Zheng Tianshuo's face was ashen, so furious that he gritted his teeth. He knew perfectly well that Di Xingdao's words had been aimed squarely at him!
The old man had only just recovered from his injuries, and his strength was still far from its peak—but with his genius cultivation, recovering his former power was merely a matter of time. Faced with a Di Xingdao at his peak, not to mention a mere Zheng Tianshuo, even his own grandfather Zheng Dongjue would likely have to yield a step or two.
Originally, as his status as the young master solidified, Zheng Tianshuo had felt that winning over Tianchan, that ravishing beauty of a sister-in-law, was already a sure thing within his grasp. Then Di Xingdao had to go and utter a single sentence that sealed off every last bit of hope. That old bastard who refused to die!
Even so, Zheng Tianshuo did not dare hold a grudge against Di Xingdao—holding one would be useless anyway, since they were not even on the same level. If he truly provoked the man, being killed by him would be as easy as crushing an ant. The only person Zheng Tianshuo could hold a grudge against now was Wei Zhao, the one who had healed Di Xingdao.
Sensing Zheng Tianshuo's resentful, cold glare, Wei Zhao merely smiled faintly. For the man he was now, so long as Zheng Tianshuo did not resort to underhanded tricks against Tianchan, nothing else posed any real threat. The man's strength was far inferior even to that of his dead cousin Zheng Tianjie—what business did a specimen like this have competing with him?
Meanwhile, Zheng Dongjue, who had just arrived, cast his grandson a meaningful glance. He had heard rumors of late about Zheng Tianshuo pestering Tianchan, yet had no intention of stopping it. After all, his original purpose in arranging the ghost marriage between Tianchan and Zheng Tianjie had been nothing more than to take revenge on Tianchan; now, even if the prize simply fell to another of his grandsons, it made no great difference.
But in the past, it had been a matter of a single word. Now that Di Xingdao had publicly declared that he would stand behind Tianchan, Zheng Dongjue could not act rashly for the time being.
After all, Di Xingdao's legend of looking down upon all heroes stood there for all to see. No matter what, Zheng Dongjue had to weigh the matter carefully; at least until he had truly gauged Di Xingdao's real strength, it would not do to tear off all pretense with such a legendary figure.
Thinking this, Zheng Dongjue immediately put on a face full of smiles and stepped forward to offer his congratulations: "Lord Tian, now that you have recovered from your grave injuries, it is like a dragon returning to the sea, a fierce tiger back to its mountain—the day you regain your former glory is close at hand. This is truly a joyous occasion!"
Di Xingdao smiled slightly. "Deputy Hall Master Zheng flatters me. Glory or no glory, that is all in the past. As far as I am concerned, everything has begun anew."
At this moment Hou Guanqi and Cai Zhongxuan came over from afar. Seeing them, Zheng Dongjue said, "Little Hou, Lord Tian's recovery is a joyous event of the highest order—shouldn't you hurry and find some way to inform Hall Master Zhang?"
The words carried a strong note of probing. Zheng Dongjue had never been content to play second fiddle to anyone—yet to openly defy Zhang Lifeng was beyond him; he lacked not only the ability but even the nerve. The only opening he could exploit was the fact that Zhang Lifeng was absent year-round.
Even so, he dared only make petty moves, for fear that Hou Guanqi and the other nominal disciples had some secret means of contacting Zhang Lifeng. If he were caught red-handed while scheming, he would be finished.