BXBX NOVEL Chapter 165 - 165: 150: Taking Over and the Arrival of the Power Sect
Chapter 165 - 165: 150: Taking Over and the Arrival of the Power Sect
Haizhou City.
Lijing Hotel, hotel lobby.
Zhao Zhenfeng sat quietly next to the bar counter, sipping his drink, with a backpack at his feet.
His gaze would occasionally sweep over the hotel entrance, as if waiting for someone.
Soon,
A black car stopped in front of the hotel.
Zhao Zhenfeng slowly stood up, picked up his backpack, and walked towards the entrance.
The car door slowly opened.
“Brother Zhao!”
A skinny young man in casual clothes, with a sharp nose and sunken cheeks, got out of the back seat.
He noticed Zhao Zhenfeng approaching the entrance right away.
His narrow eyes lit up.
Calling out loudly, he waved his hand and quickly walked towards Zhao Zhenfeng.
As he walked,
A flattering smile quickly piled up on his face.
“Junior Brother Zhou.”
Compared to
Zhao Zhenfeng’s reaction, was much more indifferent.
He didn’t change his expression, just slightly nodded and greeted him lightly. As for Zhao Zhenfeng’s indifference, Junior Brother Zhou, who knew his character, didn’t mind too much.
He stood in front of Zhao Zhenfeng, his gaze briefly sweeping over the backpack in his hand.
“Brother Zhao, are you planning to leave directly?”
“What a pity, I was hoping to discuss some matters with Brother Zhao, so that it would be convenient for me to take over the matters here in Fuhai Province afterwards.”
Junior Brother Zhou’s figure seemed to be a bit taller than Zhao Zhenfeng.
However, perhaps out of convenience for the other party,
During their conversation,
He bent down, always maintaining a level for Zhao Zhenfeng so that he didn’t have to look up at him.
This Junior Brother Zhou, whose real name is Zhou Zheng, is a disciple of the Martial Arts Association’s elder.
If the truth was to be spoken,
Zhou Zheng had joined the Association much earlier than Zhao Zhenfeng.
Technically, Zhou Zheng should be the senior brother.
However, in the Martial Arts Association, status is determined by strength.
Although Zhao Zhenfeng joined the Association later, his advancement in strength was rapid.
Thus, most disciples in the association had to call him senior brother when they saw him.
Many old disciples felt somewhat embarrassed, and often avoided Zhao Zhenfeng.
Only Zhou Zheng was an exception.
He was slick and very good at catering to others.
It could be said that there was no limit to his flattery.
Not only did he not avoid Zhao Zhenfeng, but he also approached him time and time again, calling him senior brother.
Over time,
The two had become quite familiar with each other.
“This time, there’s quite some commotion in the Sealed Land, and some trash might come to join the fun.” “I’ll go ahead and clean up.”
After saying that,
Zhao Zhenfeng’s gaze fell on Zhou Zheng.
“As for the matter here, you should contact Zhou Qiming from the Martial Arts
Association when the time comes. I have already informed him in advance.”
“Understood.”
Zhou Zheng rubbed his hands together, looking happy.
Next,
He glanced around to confirm that there were no familiar faces in the vicinity. Only then did he lean forward and whisper to Zhao Zhenfeng.
“By the way, Brother Zhao.”
“Is Xiang Zeng really…”
Zhou Zheng pointed at his own head, making a foolish face.
Xiang Zeng’s reputation within the Martial Arts Association was not great.
There wasn’t any special reason for this.
It was simply because Xiang Zeng, as the son of the Sect Master of Power Sect, was very weak.
He had many advantages over others, but lacked the talent to match them.
This was the original sin.
In the strength-oriented Power Sect, this was even more so.
“Yes.”
Zhao Zhenfeng nodded.
Ever since last night, Xiang Zeng kept himself locked in his room.
Until Zhao Zhenfeng was about to leave, he hadn’t come out again.
Zhao Zhenfeng didn’t bother to pay him any attention.
Even through the closed door, he could still hear Xiang Zeng’s heartbeat.
As long as Xiang Zeng didn’t run around,
He didn’t care about the rest.
“Your most important task now is to ensure that he gets on the plane.”
“If he cries and makes a fuss, asking you to take him to see someone or go to
Quanjiang City, you must not agree, understand?”
Zhao Zhenfeng’s expression was extremely serious.
Upon hearing this,
Zhou Zheng immediately straightened his chest and put on a serious face.
“I promise to complete Brother Zhao’s instructions.”
By now, he was used to Zhao Zhenfeng’s lively demeanor.
Without saying much, he waved his hand, and directly left the hotel.
Behind Zhao Zhenfeng, Zhou Zheng squeezed out a smile on his face, waving goodbye.
It wasn’t until Zhao Zhenfeng’s figure disappeared from sight that Zhou Zheng quickly lowered his hand.
Then,
He anxiously walked towards the lobby elevator with his luggage in hand.
As for the matter of the Sect Master’s son becoming an idiot.
When he first learned about it, he almost laughed himself breathless.
Now he didn’t want to wait a second longer to see it with his own eyes.
One minute later.
Lijing Hotel, eighteenth floor. In front of Xiang Zeng’s room.
Knock, knock.
The knocking sounded.
As soon as Zhou Zheng came out of the elevator, he couldn’t wait to come to Xiang Zeng’s room without even putting down his luggage.
He wanted to see what Xiang Zeng, now an idiot, looked like.
After anxiously waiting for several seconds,
There was a click.
The room door slowly opened.
Within Zhou Zheng’s narrow eyes, the anticipation in his eyes became even brighter.
“Zhou Zheng?” “So it’s you who’s taking over?”
However,
What Zhou Zheng didn’t expect was that
The Xiang Zeng before him looked nothing like the crooked-nosed, slant-eyed, idiot he had imagined.
Although his head was wrapped in bandages, making him look somewhat ridiculous,
His expression was calm, and his eyes were clear.
Where was the idiocy?
Wasn’t this the same old Xiang Zeng?!
What happened to the idiot they talked about?!
The plans to have a good laugh failed, leaving Zhou Zheng standing in place for a moment, forgetting to answer.
“I’m talking to you, didn’t you hear?”
It wasn’t until Xiang Zeng furrowed his brows and his tone carried a hint of displeasure, that Zhou Zheng finally came back to his senses.
He hurriedly put down his luggage and put on the flattering smile he used when facing Zhao Zhenfeng.
His originally taller figure naturally bent down as well.
“I’m sorry, Junior Brother Xiang.”
“When I heard… I was too eager to see how you were doing.”
As he spoke,
As if to prove that he genuinely cared about Xiang Zeng, Zhou Zheng shook the luggage in his hand. “See, I didn’t even have time to put down my luggage.”
Xiang Zeng’s expression finally softened a bit.
Zhou Zheng’s character was extremely well-known within the Power Sect. For those with higher status and position than himself, he was capable of exhausting all means of flattery. Just to establish a good relationship.
“Thanks.”
still,
Although Xiang Zeng was thanking him, his expression remained gloomy.
“Where’s Zhao Zhenfeng?
He stared into Zhou Zheng’s eyes, asking.
The recovery ability of Qi-sensors was very powerful.
With Xiang Zeng’s cultivation of Ant’s Breath, his vitality was extremely strong.
Therefore, within two days, Xiang Zeng’s consciousness gradually recovered.
There was still a gap compared to a normal person, but it was enough for him to recall his disgust for Zhao Zhenfeng.
Thinking back to the past few days when he had been calling Zhao Zhenfeng “Senior Brother” eagerly,
Xiang Zeng felt a churning in his stomach.
“Brother Zhao has already set off for the Sealed Land.” “I’m here to take you to the airport, Junior Brother Xiang.”
As he spoke,
Zhou Zheng slightly stretched his neck, looking past Xiang Zeng’s shoulder into the room.
“Junior Brother Xiang, have you packed your things?”
“You’re injured, the most pressing matter is to return to Kyoto and recover as soon as possible.”
“If there’s anything you need help with, just ask, I’ll do my best.”
As he spoke, Zhou Zheng had already withdrawn his gaze, his face full of concern.
As if the person who, just a minute ago, had hurried upstairs, ready to laugh at Xiang Zeng’s misfortune, was not him.
Hearing this,
Looking at Zhou Zheng’s face full of concern,
“Any favor?”
Xiang Zeng’s eyes flashed with a glint.
“As long as I can do it, absolutely!”
Zhou Zheng pounded his chest with a resounding thud.
“Help me kill someone.”
“That’s not possible..”