Chapter 4507 — A Chance for Revenge
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Just when everyone thought the old sect had reached the end of his patience and was about to give the order to kill—that Wei Zhao was this time surely doomed—the black clouds overhead dispersed for some unknown reason, and the heavens turned clear again, a boundless blue with the sun blazing high.
The killing intent around the Old Sect of Xishan abruptly vanished into nothing. Instead of fury, he laughed: "Guts. Damned if you don't have guts! This nephew of mine was just like you—back in the day he dared break out of the mountain over some trifling matter. This sect always said it: no show-off of a heretic cultivator ever came to a good end. He's fallen to what he is today, and he died deserving it—not wronged in the least."
At these words, not only did the rest of the crowd find themselves baffled, but even Wei Zhao was somewhat taken aback. What was the old man getting at?
Everyone had assumed this was the prelude to avenging Wu Baoliang. Yet the man had pivoted mid-sentence to declare that Wu Baoliang had died deserving it. The ways of the exalted were indeed unfathomable; the twisted logic of a Mountain-Opening heretic colossus was more incomprehensible still.
"This sect also hears that the Longzhou Escort Agency was driven out by you people?" The Old Sect of Xishan drew his gaze back from Wei Zhao and turned to ask about something so utterly unrelated that the crowd grew more bewildered than ever, staring at one another in blank confusion.
"No, no, no—not driven out, not driven out at all." Hai Wuliang was the first to snap out of his stunned daze, and he hurried to say: "The Longzhou Escort Agency ranks second, and from this day forth it's the Six Great Escort Agencies. That old chestnut about the Five Great Escort Agencies should have been revised long ago."
Another wave of disgust swept the crowd. Damn the man, was there no limit to his shamelessness? The ironclad rules of the Nanzhou Escort Alliance, revised just like that? And "Six Great Escort Agencies," no less—even at a moment like this he hadn't forgotten to look after his own Sihai Escort Agency. Truly, he had reached a pinnacle of sly old cunning!
In the presence of a Mountain-Opening heretic colossus, no one dared make a sound for fear of his own life, yet most of them still had at least a shred of self-respect left. Hai Wuliang, though, was another matter entirely. The man had plainly become the heretic's running dog, and far from being ashamed of it, he wore the shameless look of a true hero—the kind who knows when to bend and when to stretch.
"Heh heh. You're a sensible one, at least. Off with you, then." The Old Sect of Xishan smiled with a hint of mockery and turned to Cheng Haonan: "Apprentice, time to get down to proper business. This sect grants you the chance to take your revenge with your own hands—go and finish off that Ling Yi. After that, we'll go together to the Longzhou Escort Agency and hold the fort there. It's rare enough that I come out; this time I have no small amount of business to attend to."
Long Kuiba was overjoyed at these words. Even when Hai Wuliang had just said that his Longzhou Escort Agency would be restored to the rank of second agency, he had not been this thrilled—after all, that was only what was owed him, something he had long been prepared for in his heart, nothing to make a fuss over.
But now the Old Sect of Xishan had actually said he would come to the Longzhou Escort Agency and hold the fort. This was a piece of good fortune beyond his wildest dreams!
Long Kuiba was so excited he nearly slapped himself. Damn it all—this was a genuine Mountain-Opening colossus! So what if he was a heretic cultivator? Who would dare say a single word against him now?