Chapter 779: Chapter 81: God Fusion Begins [Ten Thousand Words]_5
"Sister Mei’er, there’s something I can’t hold back any longer. That Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wushang actually..."
"Sister Lianlian, let me tell you about a despicable thing that’s angered everyone under the heavens."
"Zhao Wubai, hahaha, are you happy now that you’re back? Let me tell you, your own brother sold you out, he stayed behind himself, hahaha..."
"Tian Wanqing, you damn flattery every single day behind Zheng Yunqi, how does it feel to be played this time? Serves you right! This is just your fate!"
"Brother, let me tell you, we’ve been played by Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wushang..."
"..."
We have to admit, although these people are no good in battle, their ability to stir up trouble is top-notch.
In an instant.
Within the major families at the Weiwo Sect Headquarters, insults were flying, earth-shattering.
The one cursing the most was Zhao Wubai.
He was utterly furious.
He had actually been deceived by his own brother, and even abandoned by him.
Is there any justice left?
"Zhao Wushang! You bastard, you’re supposed to be my own brother! We share the same mother, and you still turned out to be this kind of person!"
"I’m severing our brotherly relationship today!"
"Damn it all!"
"Zhao Wushang, that son of a bitch! Born of a dog!"
The enraged Zhao Wubai was fiercely beaten by his even more enraged father.
"What did you just say?"
"What the hell are you cursing about?"
"Who the hell gave you the right to curse?"
"You curse again, let me hear it!?"
Mr. Zhao was furious.
It was hard enough to get one back, but he doesn’t even want to come home!
Plus, damn it, the other one just decided to stay without any consultation.
Zhao Wubai shouted while being beaten: "Dad, you’re not fair, why do you go all out for Zhao Wushang, that son of a bitch..."
"I’ll make you a son of a bitch!"
Mr. Zhao directly swung the iron rod.
"Why do you go all out for him, but not for me? It’s unjust!" Zhao Wubai cried and yelled while in pain.
He truly felt it was unjust.
Because Zhao Wushang said, the family arranged things, they pulled some strings.
So, they are both your sons, why are you, damn you, favor this one over the other! Are they not both your sons? Where did I, Zhao Wubai, lose in this?
I usually behave even better than Zhao Wushang, don’t I?
Why do you find connections for him to stay and not for me?
"Unfair! It’s so unfair!"
Zhao Wubai cried while being beaten and then started crying out of grievance.
"Why woo woo... Am I the one born from a concubine? Woo woo woo... I can’t figure it out, what’s wrong with me?"
"You always side with your eldest! Why didn’t you just toss me against the wall back then..."
Mr. Zhao apparently didn’t expect that today, the second son, who usually cowered at the sight of a stick, would be so bold. The iron rod had been bent, yet he still protested.
He tossed aside the rod, feeling a bit powerless, murmuring: "...I wasn’t going all out just for him, I was scrambling for both of you to come back... but damn it, how did he end up staying?"
Mr. Zhao couldn’t figure it out.
He frustratedly asked his son: "Isn’t it good to be back home? No fear of wind or rain, your parents have your back; there’s no real danger.
Isn’t it good to be safely at home?"
"Do you have to stay in that Baiyun State, tens of thousands of miles away? It’s enemy territory, life and death are uncertain at any moment. Is that so great?"
"One racked his brains, scheming to stay, the other couldn’t stay and is crying in distress..."
His face was full of confusion: "Why?"
Zhao Wubai fell silent too.
He lay there, ignoring the bloody state of his posterior, murmuring: "It’s not that it’s good there, or bad at home. The biggest issue is... Dad, I’m here, always a head shorter than others. Over there, everyone is treated equally."
"It feels good inside!"
"We’re all surnamed Zhao, why is our family a head shorter than the main family?"
Zhao Wubai murmured: "Why, although we are equals, I have to bow and scrape when I see them? Sometimes I haven’t even done anything wrong and just because they’re in a bad mood and run into me, they can beat me up and I have to endure it?"
"It’s not that I don’t want to be at home."
"But this Zhao family... Dad, it’s not our Zhao family!"
"In the Escort Agency, I’m just Zhao Wubai; here, I’m the second son of the Zhao family’s collateral third branch, a disfavored scion with average qualifications and little future, Zhao Wubai."
Zhao Wubai’s face was full of tears: "Dad, it’s different, it’s just different."
Mr. Zhao sighed heavily.
His mood plummeted as well, he softly said: "But you’re a family descendant, no matter what, you must seek your own future, always at that Escort Agency... what prospects are there..."
Sighing again: "Since you’re back, just stay quietly."
He walked a few steps and turned back: "Stop cursing! If your mother hears it, we’re both done for..."
Zhao Wubai’s crying suddenly stopped.
Receiving this news, the person who felt the worst and most disappointed was naturally Zhou Mei’er.
"So... someone actually can stay..."
Zhou Mei’er looked at the news on the communication jade absentmindedly, a bitter smile appearing on her beautiful face.
For a moment, all sorts of feelings welled up in her heart, she didn’t know what to feel, her envy brought her to tears.
After a long time, she steadied herself.
She sent a message to Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wushang.
"Take good care of the Leader, you two take care of yourselves. When you come back, I’ll buy you drinks."
She put down the communication jade.
Turned to look at a framed piece of calligraphy on the wall.
"Autumn waters, azure heavens, mountains beyond mountains, the hardest part of life is parting; gone for years, ephemeral clouds pass, in this life may dreams never be cold. Yin Xiu."
Her beautiful eyes fixed.
She sighed softly, murmuring: "Is your name really Yin Xiu?"
A maid’s voice came from outside: "Miss, Madam calls for you."
"Coming."
...
The guests of the Guardian Hall had all been seen off.
The remaining deacons began to clean up.
