Chapter 4367 — What Can You Do About It?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"What exactly do you want?" Wei Zhaotong's eyelid twitched involuntarily. He kept his face impassive as he parried with a question, while his mind raced to devise a countermeasure.
He had acquaintances among the guild's high command. He knew that Hong Zhong had recently been promoted to vice-chairman, and that at the same time an honorary vice-chairman had been added. But never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Wei Zhao was this mysterious honorary vice-chairman!
"Heh, so Manager Wei knows his goods, it seems—you understand what this purple-gold jade pendant of mine represents. Then I won't beat around the bush. I now declare, in my capacity as honorary vice-chairman of the Hong Merchant Guild, that I am taking over this branch. Everyone here, Wei Zhaotong included, is to submit to my investigation!" Wei Zhao announced in a ringing voice.
Uproar swept through the Hong Merchant Guild at once; everyone stared at everyone else. What on earth was going on? How had an honorary vice-chairman suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and one who meant to take over and investigate the entire branch?
Not only the assembled clerks—even the two skilled retainers stationed here showed shock in their eyes. They knew nothing of the purple-gold jade pendant, but they knew at least that an honorary vice-chairman could, at a critical moment, indeed take full control of a branch!
Wei Zhaotong took in the reactions of the crowd, and alarm surged in his heart. He knew he had to respond at once, or once these people accepted the fact, he would never be able to turn things around again.
"Men! Seize this impostor who dares pose as an honorary vice-chairman!" Wei Zhaotong cried, seizing the moment. "This man's name is plainly Ling Yi—a mere escort of the Skyhold Escort Agency! How could he possibly be an honorary vice-chairman of our Hong Merchant Guild? The name carved on that pendant is clearly Wei Zhao! This man is impersonating a member of the guild's high command—he must have some ulterior motive!"
At his words, the looks cast at Wei Zhao were at once thick with suspicion again. An honorary vice-chairman was a personage of what lofty stature—how could such a one possibly go work as a lowly escort at the Skyhold Escort Agency? Plainly Wei Zhaotong was right: this man must be an impostor!
One was the manager of their own branch, their absolute superior; the other, a nameless little escort of the Skyhold Escort Agency. For everyone present, whom they ought to believe was obvious at a glance—there was no need to agonize over it at all.
And yet, whether the ordinary clerks and servants believed one side or the other would make no real difference to the outcome, for their strength was pitifully low and they never took part in battle.
On Cloud Terrace Island, whatever the matter, what ultimately decided who had the right to speak was strength alone; only the one with the biggest fist could laugh last.
Wei Zhaotong knew this perfectly well, which was why his words had not been aimed at the others, but at those two Nascent Soul-stage retainers.
The moment his voice fell, the two retainers indeed believed him. Their auras flared to the full at once, and they dropped to either side of Wei Zhao and the two women, glaring at them like tigers watching their prey. Together with Wei Zhaotong, himself a Nascent Soul-stage expert, they had vaguely surrounded the three—and once blows were struck, their positioning alone would already give them the advantage.