Chapter 392 – What a Fine Wang Po of Tianliang (II) (2/2)

They were all on the Proclamation of Liberation and since they had been youths, they often exchanged pointers. They were both actually very familiar with Wang Po. They understood Wang Po's temperament, Wang Po's cultivation level, Wang Po's faction, Wang Po's likes and dislikes, and Wang Po's style and behavior. They knew that although Wang Po held half ownership of Scholartree Manor, he had never thought himself to be a southerner. In addition, it was impossible for Wang Po to have a single iota of good will towards Mount Li. Crucially, Wang Po did not like Su Li—Su Li was too carefree, like a cloud. On the other hand, Wang Po was too disciplined, like an account book that had been flipped through innumerable times. Why would he save Su Li?

They were all peak Star Condensation experts. Both of them had a clear understanding of what point Wang Po had cultivated to. Of course, Wang Po was outrageously strong, but there was absolutely no way he could defeat their alliance in such an understated fashion and inflict injuries which would be impossible to recover from in such a short amount of time. The only possibility was that Wang Po had used his most unyielding technique and had suffered heavy injuries of his own.

The injuries that Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun had suffered had also not been light. They no longer had the strength to battle while Wang Po still seemed to have some surplus strength. In reality, he had paid an even heavier price than they had, and had even possibly affected his future cultivation. Why? Why was his resolve so unshakable, why was he willing to pay any price? Why was he willing to pay such a great price for a single southerner?

”Why do you want to save him?” The white paper was speckled with blood reminiscent of plum blossoms. When the bloodied white paper was contrasted with Xiao Zhang's eyes, it made them seem even more bloody and dreadful. He unwaveringly fixed his eyes on Wang Po as he felt the destruction wreaked upon his meridians by the true essence. His voice was hoarse as he shouted his question, angry and uncomprehending.

Wang Po was rather exhausted, and the ends of his eyebrows drooped down even more. As a result, he seemed even more impoverished. Paired with his blue garments that had been washed so much that they had started to lose color, he really did seem just like a normal accountant for an inn. He asked a question back to Xiao Zhang: ”Why do you want to kill him?”

Xiao Zhang did not pretend to think. Righteously and self-confidently, even heroically, he answered, ”Because he upsets me.”

Wang Po was silent for a few moments, and then, paying no more attention to this madman, he turned to Liang Wangsun.

Liang Wangsun's face was pale, but his dim eyes gradually began to glow. ”There exists animosity between the two of us.”

This was a calm and powerful reason.

Wang Po said, ”Let's not fight for a moment.”

Liang Wangsun replied, ”I must fight for every moment.”

Wang Po answered, ”It does not conform with justice.”

Liang Wangsun rebutted, ”Your justice is not my justice.”

Wang Po replied, ”Justice, and also great profit.”

Liang Wangsun said no more.

Wang Po turned back to Xiao Zhang and looked at those eyes behind the white paper. ”He upsets you, so you came to kill him. Your killing him upsets me, so I won't let you kill him.”

Just like Su Li's answer to Chen Changsheng, many things in this world were just this simple.

As expected, Wang Po of Tianliang was not simple. (TN: 不简单 can mean 'not simple', but it can also mean 'remarkable'.)