Chapter 4983 — Two Thugs
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"Ho, so you've got a bit of an eye in your head after all, knowing I'm from the Morning Star Academy. That's right—I am Zhao Youque, Libationer of the Eastern Isle's Morning Star Academy!" The middle-aged man announced his name, then gave a cold laugh. "Word is you're a Profound Ascension cultivator, so you think you can throw your weight around and bully Deputy Steward Diao of our Famous Elixir Sect. Why not try bullying me too, while you're at it?"
Before the words had left his mouth, Zhao Youque abruptly unleashed a mighty aura, the strength of the mid Profound Ascension stage laid bare in an instant, startling everyone around. Experts of the Profound Ascension stage were such rare creatures—and here were two in one day. This spectacle had been well worth watching.
At the sight, Tian Chan, Xueli, and Wei Shenjin all blanched. They knew Wei Zhao was a Profound Ascension expert, but only of the early stage, while this man stood at the mid stage—two whole tiers above him. Even with Wei Zhao's strength, he might not be a match for this Zhao Youque.
Yet Wei Zhao seemed wholly oblivious, still watching Zhao Youque with the same placid expression. He frowned slightly and said, "You're a libationer of the Morning Star Academy, and you've come all the way to the Central Isle to play thug for the Famous Elixir Sect—don't you think you're dragging the Academy's good name through the mud?"
"What the hell do you know!" Zhao Youque's face darkened at once.
Of course he knew it was a disgrace. The post of Libationer of the Eastern Isle's Morning Star Academy was no trifling matter. Perhaps in the Eastern Isle, where experts were as thick as clouds, it drew little notice—but once abroad, he represented the Academy's very face. The moment he stooped to such sordid, back-alley business, the Morning Star Academy's reputation would suffer for it.
But Zhao Youque had no choice. His footing in the Morning Star Academy rested entirely on Zheng Dongyang. This time Zheng Dongyang had come out to take private work and line his own pockets, and Zhao Youque was nothing but a tag-along lackey. Now that this mess had blown up, the Famous Elixir Sect could not handle it themselves, and Zheng Dongyang could not possibly show his face in person—so who else was there to send but him?
"So you're determined to be the Famous Elixir Sect's running dog, are you?" Wei Zhao's formerly placid expression turned a shade more severe. He was, after all, the honorary dean of the Morning Star Academy, and he had no wish to see its reputation damaged over a thing like this—but if the man simply would not listen to reason, then there was nothing to be done.
"Watch your filthy mouth, boy. I'd originally meant to stop short of going too far—but if you truly don't know better and mean to provoke me, you'll be the one to suffer for it in the end. If you've any sense, make your apologies now and be quick about it. I'm advising you out of the kindness of my heart—don't go ruining yourself!" Zhao Youque said, his face ugly.
"Heh. I'll pass those words right back to you. Out of respect for the fact that you come from the Morning Star Academy, I've no wish to hurt you—I'll let you off." Wei Zhao shook his head mildly.
"No wish to hurt me? Hahahaha! You're a funny one, boy—your strength's nothing to write home about, but you've got the art of putting on airs down pat. An early-stage Profound Ascension, and you're going to let a mid-stage one off? In front of all these people—only you could utter such shameless bluster." Zhao Youque laughed loudly.
"You don't believe it? You're a man of the Eastern Isle yourself, surely—is challenging above one's tier such a strange thing?" Wei Zhao gave him a look that was half smile, half something else.