Chapter 4613 — Are You Out of Your Mind?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"Yes. I meant to vent some of your anger for you, Bro Chong. I challenged him openly in front of everyone, but I never expected the bastard to be even more formidable than I imagined—I let my guard down and fell for his dirty trick. Bro Chong, you've got to win this face back for us. Don't let that bastard get so full of himself..." Ma Dangfeng said sheepishly, his face burning with shame. Though he was already haunted by the unfathomable methods Wei Zhao had shown, he could not admit weakness aloud—otherwise how would he ever show his face in public again?
Ma Dangfeng stared fixedly at Xu Lingchong. Their whole faction had long been at irreconcilable odds with Wei Zhao, and the reason he had crossed paths with Wei Zhao this time was precisely the mission Xu Lingchong had assigned him. So by any reckoning, in reason and in sentiment, Xu Lingchong would surely step forward for him. And with Young Master Xu's strength, he would certainly not let that bastard Wei Zhao off easy—then at last this foul grievance would be vented!
Yet Xu Lingchong's next words left him dumbstruck: "Are you out of your mind? Is there shit where your brain ought to be?"
"Huh?" Ma Dangfeng could not react for a moment.
"I told you to find out what Wei Zhao was up to—did I ever tell you to provoke him, to go pick a fight with him on your own?" Xu Lingchong said, his face expressionless.
"But... but..." Ma Dangfeng looked utterly wronged. When the mission had been handed down, Xu Lingchong truly had not said anything about doing anything to Wei Zhao. But whenever Wei Zhao's name came up at their usual meetings, everyone was always so filled with righteous fury that they wished they could hack the fellow to pieces—and wasn't all the trouble of seeking out Wei Zhao precisely in order to deal with him? Was he wrong?
"Hmph—but nothing! Even I don't dare cross that thing lightly, and you went and did it anyway? You think you're more capable than me now, do you?" Xu Lingchong's face darkened. He turned and pointed at the others. "Here—go on, ask them. Ask if there's a single one among them who'd dare go pick a fight with Wei Zhao alone."
At that, Ma Dangfeng looked over at the crowd, his gaze sweeping across Meng Zhou, Kang Jingming, and Zhong Yongliang—and found every last one of them shaking his head. He was utterly floored. From what he knew, none of these men were cowards, so how could they be this afraid of that bastard Wei Zhao?
Even if their strength fell a little short, surely that was no reason to shake their heads so adamantly. They practically had the words "I fear Wei Zhao" written across their faces—had they no shame left at all?
What he failed to realize was that although Xu Lingchong and the others were all proud and high-spirited men, they were no fools. They had already paid such a bloody price at Wei Zhao's hands—if they still could not learn their lesson after all that, then their brains would truly be the problem.
"You see that? You dumb son of a bitch! Every person here outranks you—not one of them dares provoke Wei Zhao, and you did? You even challenged him to a duel in public? You're lucky he didn't kill you this time!" Xu Lingchong jabbed a finger at Ma Dangfeng's nose and cursed him roundly. "I sent you to gather intelligence, not to deliver yourself to death at his doorstep! You little bastard—did you think your wings had grown strong enough to treat my words as so much wind past your ear?"
"N-no... I wouldn't dare..." Ma Dangfeng shook his head frantically, his already ugly complexion turning even paler with fright. If Xu Lingchong truly believed he had developed a second mind, then he was as good as dead.