Chapter 4401 — Nothing Must Go Wrong
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"And another thing—if I remember right, after the dungeon was blown open, that fellow seemed to drag the one surnamed Lu off with him when he ran. There's definitely something fishy between those two, heh heh!" Sun Hengbiao grew more animated the more he said.
"Hold on. That one surnamed Lu—what's his full name?" the mysterious man suddenly spoke up.
"Uh... let me think..." Sun Hengbiao screwed up his brow and thought for a long while, then finally smacked his own head. "Seems like his name was Lu Bianren!"
"Lu Bianren?!" The mysterious man's gaze flickered at once, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint, knowing arc.
"Could it be that you know this person?" the woman asked, seeing this.
The mysterious man gave an imperceptible nod. He glanced at Wang Dayuan and the others present, but said no more—by now he had already guessed the truth of the matter, yet with so many ears about, he naturally would not speak of it before them.
"The rest of you, withdraw for now." The woman caught his meaning at once and immediately ordered everyone out.
Sun Hengbiao was indifferent enough, but Wang Dayuan and Ma Tianlang were overjoyed. They had thought that with the enormous mess they had made this time, they would be lucky to escape with only a layer of skin peeled off—yet from the look of things, this Miss Luan seemed to have no intention of pursuing the matter in earnest?
The two of them thanked her profusely on the spot and hurriedly dragged Sun Hengbiao out. In the room, only Miss Luan and the mysterious man remained.
"This Lu Bianren, barring any surprises, is a disciple of the Qingyun Pavilion on North Island. Back when he served as the third pavilion master of the Yingxin Pavilion, he was said to be on extremely close terms with Wei Zhao," the mysterious man said slowly.
"Oh? Lu Bianren and Wei Zhao were close—then that would mean the martial artist is very likely Wei Zhao himself?" Miss Luan nodded. In truth, she had harbored suspicions along these lines well before now; after all, she had been keeping an eye on Wei Zhao for more than a day or two.
"Precisely. At least a ninety percent chance. According to what this man just said, the technique used to destroy the dungeon closely resembled a pill-fire bomb. And among all the people I have seen, only two are skilled in that exceedingly rare trick. One is Kang Jingming, who is now a member of our center and is presently on North Island, so he can naturally be ruled out. The other remaining one is Wei Zhao!" The mysterious man's tone was certain.
"Close to Lu Bianren, and also capable of using pill-fire bombs—judging by that, this martial artist must undoubtedly be Wei Zhao," Miss Luan concluded.
"Mm. There is one more point that corroborates it. This man may look like a martial artist, but the impression he gives does not match that air of his—which shows he was very likely wearing a disguise mask, meaning he was Wei Zhao in another guise." The mysterious man nodded, then went on: "Moreover, when I previously went to the Lufeng Forest in search of the infant ginseng, I had in fact already discovered traces of it, only for someone to beat me to it. Traces of a pill-fire bomb were left at the scene as well. If I am not mistaken, that too was Wei Zhao's doing."
Taken one by one, these scattered incidents might only arouse suspicion, but gathered all together, when every arrow pointed at the same person, there was no longer any room for doubt. This man was Wei Zhao, beyond question!
"Heh heh, this youngster is rather interesting. I truly cannot tell whether he is doing this deliberately or by sheer chance, to come spoiling our affairs time and again..." Miss Luan could not help but laugh. From her expression at this moment, however, no one could tell whether she was pleased or angry.