Zhao Xue frowned. Fearing that Zhao Shuning might be up to some trick again, he asked warily, "What is it?"
"I'm very interested in the affairs of the Misty Rain Tower. Can you give me Zhao Xiangxiang's invitation card?"
The invitation card to the Misty Rain Tower was something that many people couldn't obtain even if they begged for it. Zhao Xue had also spent a great deal of effort to get it.
"You know about the Misty Rain Tower?"
"I heard my father mention it when we were in Zhao Village."
The Misty Rain Tower was a pavilion located on the peak of Shanhuazhou. It was said to be a small property of the Wang family.
As one of the four great families, the Wang family was well - known throughout the Eastern Wilderness. With its reputation, the Misty Rain Tower had developed well over the years.
Zhao Shuning wanted to take revenge, and the Misty Rain Tower was the first step.
The Misty Rain Tower held a competition every year to select useful and gifted people to serve the Wang family. The winners would also receive cultivation, which was the reason why countless elixir masters flocked to the Misty Rain Tower to participate in the trials.
Even if they didn't win in the end, after several rounds of trials, the rank of the elixir masters would surely improve.
"Little girl, there's always someone better. The Misty Rain Tower is filled with masters. Even if you're the most outstanding elixir master in our Zhao family, you'd only be of average talent there."
"You don't need to worry about this, Uncle. You just need to tell me whether you'll make this deal or not."
"Of course I will."
Zhao Xue wasn't stupid. Keeping the invitation card would be a waste. Although he didn't believe that Zhao Shuning could really find a First - Rank Crimson Blood Imperial Pill, it was worth taking a gamble.
Zhao Shuning nodded, quite satisfied with the result. Then, she lifted her foot and kicked hard at Zhao Xue's knee.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream came from the high platform. Zhao Xue hugged his knee and rolled on the ground in pain. "You little bitch, you played dirty!"
"I learned this from you, Uncle."
Zhao Shuning turned her face. Her sinister expression immediately changed into a wronged one. Looking at Old Man Zhao below the platform, she said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry. I used too much force just now and made Uncle get injured."
Old Man Zhao knew that his good - for - nothing son deserved what he got and didn't say much.
Zhao Shuning then turned to Zhao Xue and said, "But Uncle, you surely won't blame me, right? We kids are just sparring with each other. We don't know how to control our strength. Besides, I didn't expect Uncle to be so weak that you couldn't even dodge such a simple kick."
These words sounded so familiar.
That girl Zhao Shuning had actually thrown back at him the exact same words he had said to Zhao Zheng before.
Zhao Xue was like a mute who had eaten bitter herbs. He couldn't voice his grievances, which was exactly his current situation.
After the competition ended, Zhao Zheng came onto the platform. His eyes met Zhao Xue's, but this time, surprisingly, Zhao Xue didn't say anything offensive. Instead, he hopped down the platform step by step on his tiptoes.
Had Zhao Xue changed his nature?
Zhao Zheng didn't have time to wonder. He squatted down and asked his daughter with concern, "Shuning, how are you?"
"Father, I'm fine."
Only then did Zhao Zheng really let out a sigh of relief. "Silly girl, don't act so recklessly in the future."
After this incident, Zhao Shuning completely became a treasure in the Zhao family.
A few days later, Zhao Xue obediently sent the invitation card.
After Zhao Xue left, looking at the invitation card with the mark of the Misty Rain Tower, Zhao Zheng was silent for a long time.
Back then, when Zhao Zheng was at the height of his popularity, he had also received an invitation. After so many years, everything had changed.
Zhao Shuning saw her father frowning and asked, "Father, is there something wrong?"