Chapter 806 — Young Master Bing's Lament

"Oh? There's actually a madman who dared to lay hands on Young Master Bing? Who is he? Does he have a death wish? Even the scions of the great houses wouldn't dare do such a thing, would they?" Yu Haitian asked, somewhat astonished.

"Let's talk inside. This is no place for it." Zhao Qibing gestured for Yu Haitian to go ahead. Though there were frictions between the upper echelons of the Yu and Zhao families, it did not affect the personal friendship between Yu Haitian and Zhao Qibing. Both were sons drifting outside the core of their respective houses, and by pooling their connections they could each strengthen their own position.

Li Cihua knew Yu Haitian's identity and did not dare walk abreast of him. He pushed Young Master Bing from behind, letting the young master and Yu Haitian enter the Geli Fuyun Bar side by side. They came to the back room, where Zhao Qibing invited Yu Haitian to sit on the sofa while he himself remained in his wheelchair. "Brother Tian, forgive me — I can't rise to greet you."

"What nonsense is that, Young Master Bing? Between brothers like us, what need is there for such ceremony?" Yu Haitian said with a smile. "How exactly did you break your leg? Care to tell your elder brother about it? I've only just arrived and don't know much about the situation in Songshan City."

"Don't even mention it — the mere thought brings tears to my eyes!" Zhao Qibing sighed. "You know my position well enough, brother — an illegitimate son of the Zhao family. It's an awkward status, so I wanted to accomplish something to show the Zhaos, so that one day I might have a place of my own among them!"

"I understand!" Yu Haitian nodded. He was well aware of Zhao Qibing's awkward position — though he was the biological son of Zhao Guangyin, the current head of the Zhao family, he was born out of wedlock, and his status was indeed a sensitive one.

"So I came to Songshan City, to Li Cihua's territory, to develop real estate," Zhao Qibing said. "But who would have thought — out of nowhere came a man named Wei Zhao, sticking his nose into everything. I merely demolished his girlfriend's house and gave her a scar on the face, and he broke both my legs..."

"Wei Zhao?" Yu Haitian was slightly taken aback. That name was very familiar — wasn't it one of the suspects his family head, his second uncle Yu Shuixing, had instructed him to investigate as a priority?

(The name of the Yu family head, Yu Shuixing, was previously written incorrectly as Yu Bifu. This is a correction.)

Still, Yu Haitian found it very strange. Wei Zhao actually dared to strike Zhao Qibing? And were there no skilled men at Zhao Qibing's side? Even an illegitimate son — surely the Zhao family could not simply ignore him? So he asked, puzzled, "When he hit you, was there no one protecting you?"

"Uncle Zhu was there too," Zhao Qibing sighed. "A fine hand at the early Mystic rank! After trading a palm strike with Wei Zhao, he's still lying in bed. You can go see him in a while — you know Uncle Zhu as well!"

"Hiss—" Yu Haitian could not help drawing a sharp breath at Zhao Qibing's words. Uncle Zhu — of course he knew the man. He had once been famous in the martial world, and later threw in his lot with the Zhao family. Though his strength had not improved much over the years, he still possessed the power of the early Mystic rank. And now, after a single exchange of palms with Wei Zhao, he had been gravely wounded and was still bedridden. Just how strong was Wei Zhao?

Still, if Uncle Zhu was lying in bed, how well off could Wei Zhao be? Though Yu Haitian was astonished that Wei Zhao had the strength to trade palms with Uncle Zhu, he did not think Wei Zhao was all that formidable. If he were truly formidable, he would have killed Uncle Zhu outright rather than leave him bedridden!

"And how is Wei Zhao now?" Yu Haitian asked after his shock subsided.

"Hopping about as lively as if nothing happened." Zhao Qibing's hatred surged as he said it.

"What? Surely not? Uncle Zhu is bedridden — how could Wei Zhao be perfectly fine? Does that mean Wei Zhao's strength is unfathomable?" Yu Haitian asked in astonishment at the news.

"Unfathomable is going too far. According to Uncle Zhu, Wei Zhao is at most of the early Mystic rank. As for why he's hopping about so lively now — it's because Wei Zhao himself is a skilled physician!" Zhao Qibing did not conceal it, but spoke the truth.

Zhao Qibing was no fool. Though the recent string of events had muddled his head somewhat and made him act on impulse, he was by nature a man of some brains. Now, before Yu Haitian, he had recovered his usual calm.

In Zhao Qibing's view, Yu Haitian had been living comfortably in Yanjing — he would not come running to Songshan City for no reason. He must have a purpose in coming here! And Yu Haitian was paying close attention to matters concerning Wei Zhao — could it be that he too had come for Wei Zhao?

If the Yu family also moved against Wei Zhao, that would relieve the pressure on Zhao Qibing. And the Yu family was, after all, the foremost house of the mundane world, with many skilled hands at its command — far beyond what he, an illegitimate son, could match.

"He's actually a Mystic rank expert! Which faction does this man belong to? How is it that I've never heard of such a Mystic rank expert?" Yu Haitian was astonished at Wei Zhao's identity. Wei Zhao seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

Otherwise, experts of the mundane world were generally on file with the Yu family. The Yus had collected dossiers on nearly every renowned expert in the mundane world, yet they had never heard of anyone named Wei Zhao.

"I don't know." Zhao Qibing shook his head. "Right now I'm completely helpless against him. Uncle Zhu is still recovering from his wounds, and as you know, Earth rank experts cannot casually appear in the world. Your little brother's days are bitter indeed!"

By now Yu Haitian had already formed his judgment. Upon hearing that Wei Zhao was a Mystic rank expert, he could essentially confirm that Yu Kun had been wounded by Wei Zhao! For Wei Zhao was precisely one of the men Yu Kun was seeking, so it made perfect sense that Wei Zhao had injured Yu Kun!

But what shocked Yu Haitian most was Wei Zhao's strength. A Mystic rank expert? Or perhaps higher? Yu Haitian did not believe Wei Zhao was merely a skilled physician — the Zhao family had no shortage of skilled physicians either, and yet Uncle Zhu was still bedridden.

That Wei Zhao could continue to appear in Songshan City, hopping about as lively as if nothing had happened, surely meant he had the strength to back it up.

"So what do you plan to do, Young Master Bing? Surely you won't let Wei Zhao off so easily?" Yu Haitian asked, betraying no emotion.

"And what good would not letting him off do? I don't want to let him off, but now he's the one who won't let me off!" Zhao Qibing rolled his eyes and smiled bitterly. "Today he extorted another three hundred thousand from me!"

"Oh? How so? Wei Zhao extorts people too? He even has an eye for three hundred thousand?" Yu Haitian was startled and asked.

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