Chapter 4737 — Not a Good Feeling
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"Hmph! He has carried off my disciple and trapped her in the trial grounds unable to get out, and I have yet to settle accounts with him properly. However lofty his talent, I will never agree to Die'er leaving with him!" Liu Ziqi snorted angrily.
"Heh heh, Ziyu, do not speak so absolutely just yet. Perhaps by the time the two of them come out of the trial grounds, they will already have a child between them..." Ning Shanghe, who always presented herself with stately dignity, now wore a rare touch of teasing mischief on her face.
"This..." Liu Ziqi's expression changed at once. She hesitated, then, unable to swallow her pride, said, "That still will not do! No matter what, I will not hand Die'er over to this young man whose background I know nothing of!"
"Heh heh. Speaking of which, Wei Zhao's background is hardly unknown to you. He comes from the Sandie Pavilion of the Northern Island—a disciple whom our elder Shangguan Tianxia values highly, no less," Ning Shanghe revealed with a smile.
"Oh? Is that true or not?" Only now did Liu Ziqi's expression finally shift. She had been shocked to hear of Wei Zhao's remarkable deeds, though she had never felt any particular goodwill toward him. But at the words that Wei Zhao came from under Shangguan Tianxia's banner, it became an entirely different matter.
Both she and Ning Shanghe had known Shangguan Tianxia for several hundred years. Though Shangguan Tianxia was their elder, they had once shared a master's tutelage, and the closeness of that bond could not be captured in a word or two. If Wei Zhao truly was a disciple Shangguan Tianxia valued, then however reluctant she felt, she could not keep digging in her heels and refusing to let go.
"Of course it is true. He was named by Shangguan Tianxia himself as the Northern Island's special envoy this time. Otherwise, why do you think I would consider him?" Ning Shanghe said, shaking her head with a laugh. To become Ning Shanghe's son-in-law, strength alone was not enough; what mattered most was knowing his roots through and through, for only that could guarantee the future stability of the Western Island's grand scheme.
"If that is truly so..." Liu Ziqi's expression shifted and settled for a moment, and at last she sighed. "Ah, very well. If it comes to it, I shall simply wait here a few years. Since he is a disciple Shangguan-ge values, then to have him end up with Die'er may be considered a fitting match. I truly have little ground left to object."
"Ziyu, oh Ziyu. If you truly gain Wei Zhao as your disciple's husband, that is your good fortune. Had it not been proclaimed far and wide long ago that only the trial's champion could become my son-in-law, do you think I would yield him to you so easily? And here you are sighing and groaning as though you had suffered some great loss. I truly do not know what to say to you," Ning Shanghe said, torn between laughter and tears.
Liu Ziqi smiled somewhat awkwardly. True, those words were not wrong—but Huo Yudie was, after all, the flesh of her heart, raised from childhood as though her own daughter. To suddenly find that flesh of her heart about to leave with another left a truly unpleasant taste in her mouth. Doubtless this was how all parents felt.
As the two were speaking, a Western Island disciple suddenly appeared at the door to report, his tone urgent: "Reporting to the Island Mistress, when this disciple was just now registering the trial participants, I discovered a man by the name of Kang Jingming who has dug up an immature Thunder Mystic Vine—and dug it up roots and all!"