Chapter 4972 — The Mortal Woman
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"Rufeng, don't you recognize me anymore?" Wei Zhao regarded the man in the courtyard with an expression half smile, half something else.
"Ah? Chief?" Leng Rufeng was startled. Once he had gotten a clear look at Wei Zhao's face, his old cheeks flushed red. He had just sensed someone charging swiftly into the newcomers' hall and assumed it was some ill-intentioned sort, so he had struck without the slightest hesitation. Who would have thought the man was Wei Zhao?
"Rufeng, your strength has improved a great deal. Your strike was so quick I nearly got caught by it. Good thing my reflexes are quick enough," Wei Zhao said with a laugh.
"Chief, you flatter me. My little progress is utterly insignificant next to yours. In just a few short months, Chief, you've grown to such formidable heights—I hear you can even defeat giants of the Mountain-Opening stage. A true miracle!" Leng Rufeng exclaimed, eyes shining.
Back when Wei Zhao had first come to the Eastern Continent, any clash between them had been a one-sided, all-around suppression by Leng Rufeng. Even after half a month of hard fighting, Wei Zhao's improvement had been nowhere near so dramatic; in the end he had only forced Leng Rufeng to concede through a war of attrition. And now—Wei Zhao had casually blocked his attack. Who was strong and who was weak was plain at a glance.
"Oh? You know about that too?" Wei Zhao blinked at the words.
"That's no wonder. The disciples who went to the Road of the Giants trial have already returned, and your deeds, Chief, have been spread far and wide. Besides, even if I never set foot outside, I can still hear news of you here," Leng Rufeng said matter-of-factly.
"People here in the newcomers' hall talk about it too? Who?" Wei Zhao asked, rather taken aback.
"Me!" Huo Yudie's voice suddenly came from inside the room. Then two delicate figures darted out like doves in flight, flinging themselves straight into Wei Zhao's arms.
"Wei Zhao, you're back!" Ning Xuefei cried, hugging him joyfully.
"Yes, I'm back." Wei Zhao reached out and rubbed her head, then turned to Leng Rufeng. "I won't be staying here long. Go find Jiang Yuechuan for me, will you? I have something to discuss with him."
"Understood." Leng Rufeng nodded and turned to go.
"Young Master Lin, the spirit tea is ready. Please come in and rest," Yang Qianshuang called out prettily from a little ways off.
"Very well, thank you for the trouble, Miss Yang." Wei Zhao nodded, then, flanked by Huo Yudie and Ning Xuefei, walked into the room, where the three of them drank tea and chatted.
"By the way, Yudie, how did you come to be here?" Wei Zhao asked, somewhat surprised. They had agreed beforehand that he would go to Chenjiao Academy to find Huo Yudie; he had never expected her to turn up at Ning Xuefei's side on her own.
"Because I knew you'd definitely come to Xiangyun first, so I came over," Huo Yudie said with a lift of her brows and a smile.
"Sister Huo came all this way specially, and really it's just so she could spend a little more time with you. Moved, aren't you?" Ning Xuefei chuckled from his other side, clinging to Wei Zhao's arm.
"Feifei, what are you saying!" Her little girlish secret suddenly laid bare, Huo Yudie's pretty face flushed crimson on the spot, and the two girls promptly dissolved into a laughing, chattering tangle.
Wei Zhao, grinning, joined the two girls in their romping for a while. Only when they had caught their breath and sat back down did he speak up. "By the way, Yudie, that matter I asked you to look into before—any new developments?"
"You mean that woman from the mortal realm?" Huo Yudie spread her hands and shook her head helplessly. "I had people look into it again after I got back, and there's still not a whisper. Ever since she vanished so suddenly that last time, she's been like a drop of water evaporated from the world—not a single clue to be found."