Chapter 5059 — Why Would I Leave?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 3
"It's absolutely true—so Senior Brother Yin, you must stand up for us in this matter!" Sun Baimei and Fei Yangnian were both rather good actors, and they now wore the expressions of men who had suffered the gravest injustice under heaven.
"Hmph, rest assured. With me holding the line, what waves could a mere primordial spirit at the peak of early Foundation Establishment possibly stir up?" Senior Brother Yin gave a cold laugh. Spirit-beings like primordial spirits had always been the quarry he hunted down wherever they fled; before him, a primordial spirit was nothing but food waiting to be devoured—hardly worth a fart.
Upstairs in his room, Wei Zhao observed all of this with perfect clarity, and upon hearing these words he could not help but curl his lip. That fellow Sun Baimei could really spin a tale—every one of those types he had encountered before, Ren Zhongyuan and the rest, had been carved from the same mold. Were all villains simply born with the innate skill of lying through their teeth and sowing discord?
A moment later, Sun Baimei and the other two arrived at the door of the room, kicked it open without the slightest hesitation, and immediately spotted Wei Zhao lounging lazily across the sofa.
"Oh, you've come." Wei Zhao did not even glance at the three of them, keeping his eyes on the entertainment program playing on the television. Come to think of it, he had not watched television in over three years, and now it felt rather nostalgic.
"You actually didn't leave?!" Sun Baimei was startled at the sight. Though he had brought Senior Brother Yin along this time as hired muscle, he had not actually held much hope of finding Wei Zhao and the woman—after all, the fellow had been badly wounded last time, and in his shoes Sun Baimei would have long since fled to some safer, more hidden place. Who would stay behind and wait for death?
He had never imagined this primordial spirit would truly remain. The fool had to be operating on some other plane of stupidity—did he think that after giving them such a heavy loss last time, he could sit back and relax without a care?
"Leave? Why would I leave?" Wei Zhao's eyes remained fixed on the television as he spoke without turning his head. "You don't actually think those two losers could scare me off, do you? Don't make me laugh. I'm watching TV here."
"Hmph, bold words. As expected of an extraordinary primordial spirit—coming here really was the right move!" A trace of fanatic gleam now surfaced on Senior Brother Yin's face. Like Sun Baimei, he was utterly greedy and feverish when it came to any spirit-being such as a primordial spirit, and he possessed absolute confidence in himself.
"And what about that Leng Leng? Don't tell me she's gone into hiding?" Sun Baimei searched through several rooms and, failing to find any trace of Leng Leng, grew somewhat anxious. He was determined to have this primordial spirit Wei Zhao, to be sure, but that treasure on Leng Leng's person was likewise something he absolutely had to obtain. In the long run, after all, that treasure's value still surpassed this primordial spirit's!
"Oh, she went back to the Ancient Small Jianghu," Wei Zhao said lightly.
"What? Impossible! The Ancient Passage won't close for another year—only a month has passed, how could she possibly have gone back so soon!" Sun Baimei was alarmed. This time spent tempering himself in the secular world was his only opportunity to seize that treasure from Leng Leng; once she returned to the Ancient Small Jianghu, his chances would become vanishingly slim—especially if word of this reached Leng Leng's sect. He might not even be able to protect himself.
The Ancient Passage? Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow slightly. That last remark had been a deliberate test, and it had indeed produced results—only, what exactly were this Ancient Small Jianghu and Ancient Passage?