Chapter 4166 — Reluctantly Granting Your Wish
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"Hmph, you haven't met me, but my cousin Su Zhaohu—surely you've met him, Wei Zhao? Oh no, or perhaps I should call you Ling Yi?" Su Zhaohe sneered, fixing him with a glare.
At those words Wei Zhao understood at once, though he was also greatly astonished. When he had killed Su Zhaohu, he had indeed worn the appearance of the martial artist Ling Yi—but that had happened in a place as remote as Mount Wuwu of the Huctai Sky. How had it been exposed?
Of those present at the time, apart from the dead Su Zhaohu, Chen Muzhuang, and the others, only Huang Xiaotao and Cong Zhima remained. But Wei Zhao had always been a keen judge of character, and he trusted that those two would not betray him.
Could it be that mid-Foundation Establishment expert? Wei Zhao's eyelid twitched at once. That fellow had not seen the whole process, but thinking it over, it was highly likely he had supplied the lead!
It was just that Wei Zhao had no way of knowing who this person really was; he could only wait until they met again in the future for a chance to settle that old score.
"He brought it on himself. In a place like Mount Wuwu of the Huctai Sky, if you mean to rob a man, you had best be prepared to die for it," Wei Zhao replied indifferently.
The matter of his being the martial artist Ling Yi could be discovered with a single investigation on Central Island—there was no denying it, nor did he have any intention of trying.
"Brought it on himself? Hmph, from the look of you, you seem rather pleased with yourself. My cousin is dead now, and right or wrong, it's your word and your word alone—there's no way to verify any of it." Su Zhaohe stared at Wei Zhao coldly. "Since you speak to me of being prepared, then let me speak to you of being prepared as well. If you have the nerve to kill, you must have the nerve to die. Wouldn't you agree?"
"So you mean to kill me no matter what?" Wei Zhao said mildly.
He glanced around. By now the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere had drawn ever more onlookers, and Wei Zhao even caught sight of Shangguan Lan'er in the distance, hurrying this way as well.
"What? Are you afraid? Don't dare accept?" Su Zhaohe laughed contemptuously at the sight, sneering, "You're a disciple of the Welcoming Pavilion—it's fine if you refuse. All you lose is face, and you'll still keep your miserable dog's life. Good enough—it saves me from earning a reputation for bullying newcomers."
Before Wei Zhao could speak, the crowd around them had already begun to whisper and point. By fame and by strength the two were simply not on the same level, but Wei Zhao was also renowned in the Welcoming Pavilion as the king of newcomers. If he backed down to his face now, his reputation would be ruined entirely.
"Wei Zhao is finished now. Senior Brother Su Zhaohe is the strongest expert at the great perfection of Foundation Establishment—they say he can even hold his own against Golden Core cultivators..."
"Indeed, hehe, I hear Wei Zhao is a real show-off. Who knows whether he'll get carried away and go throw his life away..."
"..." The people nearby immediately fell into animated discussion.
Wei Zhao, however, had never cared about any of this. Squinting as he sized Su Zhaohe up, the corners of his mouth curved into a faint, amused arc. Heh—great perfection of Foundation Establishment?
With his current strength, if he truly wanted to do this swaggering Su Zhaohe in, it would be absolutely easy and enjoyable. The only thing to consider was how to clean up the aftermath once the man was dead.
"Very well. Since you insist so strongly, I shall reluctantly grant your wish," Wei Zhao said at once with a nod. After all, with so many witnesses present, it was the other man who had taken the initiative to challenge a newcomer like him—the fault was originally his opponent's. Even if he did him in, it should not be blamed on him. R1152