Chapter 4744 — How Did He Get Out?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
Seeing that undisguised piggish leer of Kang Jingming's, Ning Xuefei could not suppress a surge of nausea. Helplessly she looked toward Ning Shanghe in front of her, hoping her mother would rid her of this shameless bastard—but alas, in the face of her daughter's plea, Ning Shanghe showed no reaction at all.
As the mistress of West Island, no matter how her heart ached for Ning Xuefei, she could not possibly make any gesture in public on such an occasion. In truth, even if she had arranged some contingency, she would never let Ning Xuefei know of it. These filthy matters were burden enough for her, the mother, to bear alone; the time had not yet come for Ning Xuefei to shoulder the burden.
Little did she know that this innocent, kind-hearted daughter in Ning Shanghe's eyes was at this very moment secretly steeling herself: if that shameless bastard Kang Jingming truly got his way today, then she would follow the example of Shangguan Lan'er's little Curly Bear and find a chance to cut Kang Jingming down too—leaving him and Xu Lingchong to console each other in their shared misery!
Kang Jingming, oblivious to all of it, remained sunk in his dream of ruling over West Island's rear palace, unable to extricate himself. Had Xu Lingchong not been at his side reminding him from time to time, the man would have grinned himself into an idiot.
"My thanks to the judges. The results of all trial participants have been measured to their exact value, and I trust they are fair and objective enough. I, as island mistress, shall now announce the final results," Ning Shanghe said slowly, sweeping her gaze across the hall.
Before her voice had even faded, every gaze in the hall had spontaneously converged on Kang Jingming. Everyone knew this creature was bound to be the one who laughed last—of that there was no doubt whatsoever.
At that very moment, however, a sudden clamor broke out from the direction of the teleportation array not far off. Everyone turned to look, and discovered that two figures had somehow appeared at the array's exit. In an instant, the entire hall was stunned.
"Oh? Everyone's here—seems we aren't late after all. How lucky!" Under all those staring eyes, Wei Zhao walked toward the crowd with a faint smile, Huo Yudie following behind him with a slight smile of her own.
This time he had been delayed a full half month. Wei Zhao had assumed the results would long since have been settled and that matters would prove rather thorny to handle—yet unexpectedly Ning Shanghe had likewise stalled for a full half month, just in time for him and Huo Yudie to catch up. Truly, a coincidence worthy of a storybook.
"Wei Zhao!" Ning Xuefei's eyes lit up at once, while Han Jingyi and Shangguan Lan'er at her side had already rushed over cheering, crying "Brother Wei Zhao!" and "Little Junior Brother!" Had her mother not been standing in front of her, Ning Xuefei would likely have dashed over even faster than the two of them—as it was, she could only wave frantically from afar.
Wei Zhao replied to the ladies with a chuckle, while Huo Yudie behind him hurried over to Liu Ziqi's side. Liu Ziqi had spent this whole time sick with worry on her behalf, and the man had visibly grown somewhat haggard—a sight that wrung her heart.
"Brother Ling! You're really all right! I knew you wouldn't die so easily!" Qi Wenmo laughed heartily and came up to meet him with Xia Qianqian in tow, giving Wei Zhao a fierce bear hug. These past half month he had truly been sick with fear—no taste in his food by day, no sleep by night—and had thinned a full circle, even his formerly robust air now somewhat hollow.
"Ha ha, sorry to have worried you all." Wei Zhao was moved. Who but a true brother through life and death would fret over him to this degree? Qi Wenmo was a brother worth having, all right.