Irreconcilably Opposed
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When Peng Chan saw Wu Jiang arrive, he stood up and said politely, “Master Wu, I heard about your precious disciple’s encounter and am deeply heartbroken!”
Wu Jiang waved his sleeve angrily and said angrily, “I’m irreconcilable with that Yu Su!”
His face was livid, and the veins on his neck were bulging.
Seeing that Wu Jiang was so angry, Peng Chan hid the smile in his eyes. “Master Wu, have some tea!”
He asked the people below to pour tea.
Wu Jiang sat up angrily. “Yu Su is really arrogant. If not for Wen Chuan holding down the fort in Chinatown, I would have killed her long ago. Unfortunately, Wen Chuan is also in the capital now. I don’t even have the chance to attack!”
At this point, he sighed deeply.
Peng Chan persuaded, “Master Wu, don’t be anxious. I called you here today to discuss this matter with you. I’ve created an excellent opportunity for you to take revenge. Tomorrow, I’ll get someone to lure Wen Chuan away. You just have to take revenge.”
“What? You’re not joking with me, right?” Wu Jiang stood up in surprise and confirmed with Peng Chan.
Peng Chan laughed and picked up a cup of tea. “Of course it’s true. We’ve been friends for so many years. Why would I lie to you?”
Looking at Wu Jiang’s reaction, he felt that tomorrow’s matter was almost certain.
Wu Jiang calmed down again. He sat down and said to Peng Chan, “Then what do you want after doing this?”
Peng Chan smiled. “Others don’t know what I want, but don’t you know? The Daoist Association has been suppressed by Master Wen for so many years. Of course, I’m unwilling. This time, I want to get rid of him.”
This was just a cover that he had thought of long ago.
It would not be so easy to get rid of Wen Chuan.
However, it was enough to deceive Wu Jiang. Peng Chan was confident that Wu Jiang would not discover the truth.
Wu Jiang nodded in understanding and looked happy. “I see. Then we can kill two birds with one stone by doing this. I’ll get rid of my enemy, and you’ll get rid of your greatest problem. Then I’ll agree to this matter. I’ll be there on time tomorrow.”
He pretended to be happy.
Peng Chan nodded, “Alright, I knew that Master Wu would be interested in this matter. Since Master Wu agrees, we will officially form an alliance.”
“No problem. I wish Master Peng success in becoming the leader of Chinatown,” Wu Jiang said with a smile.
Peng Chan’s smile deepened.
The two of them discussed the detailed plan again. Then, Peng Chan personally sent Wu Jiang out.
After completely leaving Peng Chan’s line of sight, Wu Jiang’s expression instantly turned ugly.
Wu Jiang said in a low voice, “Old man, you’re indeed cunning!”
He hurriedly returned to his residence and contacted Yu Su.
That night, Yu Su, Ruan Dong, and Wu Jiang went to a hidden place in the capital to discuss about the matters for the next dady.
In the end, they even let Wu Jiang and Wu Zhen meet.
In the secret room.
When Wu Jiang saw his thin disciple, his face was filled with anger. “How did you become so thin? Did the Metaphysics Management Office mistreat you?” He wanted to settle scores with Ruan Dong!
Wu Zhen immediately shook his head and said with a dispirited expression, “Master, ever since I was injured in prison, I can’t mobilize any cultivation strength. My many years of strength has been crippled!”
Even if he had delicious food to eat every day, he was not in the mood to eat it.
When he was young, his master told him that he would inherit the entire Black Magic Master tribe in the future.
Now that his cultivation was crippled, his entire life was ruined.
Even if he returned to the southwest tribe, he would not have the face to meet the people of the tribe.
Wu Jiang picked up his hand and circulated the energy on his body. He realized that all the meridians in his body had been broken and there was no possibility of treatment.
Wu Jiang could not help but roar, “No! Who did it?!”
Could it really be Peng Chan’s doing?
There was no life on Wu Zhen’s face. He sighed and said, “Needless to say, it must be Master Peng. I knew it from the moment I saw Fang Tian.”
“You mean Chinatown’s number one expert, Fang Tian? He injured you?” Wu Jiang asked coldly.
Wu Zhen nodded. “Other than Master Peng, I can’t think of anyone else who can order Fang Tian around.”
Wu Jiang continued to search his dantian calmly. Suddenly, he felt something and continued to sense forward..