Chapter 4366 — Crashing the Party
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Huang Xiaotao had told her before that the combined martial technique she and Wei Zhao could unleash was enough to instantly kill a Nascent Soul expert, and Wang Xinyan herself, as an early Nascent Soul expert and the cherished personal disciple of the East Sea Divine Nun, was likewise more than capable of slaying one.
By common reckoning, the skilled retainers the Hong Merchant Guild assigned to each branch were Nascent Soul experts, but never many. Even a large branch like the one on North Island had only four; a small branch in waters like Weihu could have two at most. So barring surprises, the chances of a swift victory were high.
Beyond that, Morning Star Academy was a school of tigers and wolves. It never forbade its disciples from coming to blows, at any time or on any occasion. On the contrary, every rule and regulation seemed designed to encourage competition among disciples—and that so-called competition, put another way, meant stirring up trouble.
Encouraged by such an atmosphere, Morning Star disciples caused trouble out in the world by the score. So long as they did not poke a hole in the sky itself, so long as they could bear the responsibility for their actions, the academy never reproached them.
Compared with those disciples who grew restless if a single day passed without a fight, Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao were absolute model children. An occasional spot of trouble was only fitting to the academy's character.
Besides, even if they did take action, the East Sea Divine Nun stood behind them like a towering tree, and there would be no problem at all. In a sense, the moment the two of them joined Wei Zhao in battle, they drew him under the East Sea Divine Nun's protection as well. Even if something went wrong, there would be no worries afterward.
Wei Zhao was always a man of action. Once the three had settled on a plan, he merely had the guards outside pass a word to Qi Wenmo—without saying what it was about—and headed straight for the Hong Merchant Guild.
By then it was dark and there were no customers about; the Hong Merchant Guild was just preparing to close for the night when Wei Zhao charged in with the two women at his back.
"Honored guests, the shop is closing. Please come back in the morning," the clerk hurriedly said, barring their way.
"Come back in the morning?" Wei Zhao laughed at that, casting the clerk a glance. "Does crashing a place require picking a time and standing in line? This is none of your business—fetch Wei Zhaotong at once. What's happening tonight is beyond your handling!"
"Crashing the place?" The clerk was stunned. In all his years at the Hong Merchant Guild, he had never seen anyone dare to wreck their premises—not even the Poison Eye Mercenary Corps, the most notorious outfit in these parts, would have dared.
But sensing the aura of experts radiating from Wei Zhao and the two women, the clerk dared not waste another word. This was indeed beyond his handling. He scurried off into the inner hall and brought Wei Zhaotong out.
Wei Zhaotong had been drinking tea to settle his nerves. What had happened earlier at the Sky-Bearing Escort Agency had truly frightened him witless—especially when Ling Yuanqing flew into a rage at the end. He, a dignified branch manager of the Hong Merchant Guild, had gone weak in the knees with terror and nearly dropped to the ground on the spot. That day's outing had been a genuine brush with death. (** yuren22, additions welcome!) (To be continued..)