Chapter 97 She’ll Come Begging Us

• Gao Weiwei saw the Old Matriarch object too, and her face went stone-cold. But things had already gone this far. She knew getting mad wouldn’t help. She turned at once to the four Demon Generals standing by the Old Matriarch. “The Four Seas Demon King Token is in my hand now. Are you four going to take my orders or not?” Gao Weiwei held up the token and asked the four in an icy voice. “Miss Gao, as long as the Old Matriarch nods, we have no objection.” The eldest of the four Demon Generals answered flatly, no joy, no sorrow. The others nodded in agreement. Their answer left Gao Weiwei speechless. She’d guessed the Old Matriarch carried serious weight in the Four Seas organization, but she hadn’t expected this much—enough to suppress the Demon King Token in her hand. They’d failed the very first hurdle. “We’re leaving.” In the end, Gao Weiwei could only tug Pierre Cook around to go, planning to think of another way. “Wait.” Pierre stopped Gao Weiwei from leaving, then looked toward the Old Matriarch seated at the head. Everyone stared at him in confusion. Even Gao Weiwei was out of words and ready to go. What was he trying to pull now? “Kid, don’t bother trying to talk me into anything. Sure, you gave me the original Lantingxu, my favorite piece, but that’s that. This isn’t up for discussion. I won’t hand over Weiwei’s godfather’s lifelong work to a stranger like you.” “For the sake of that Lantingxu you gifted me, I’ll let today slide. Now get out.” The Old Matriarch thought Pierre wanted to persuade her himself. Her voice was cold as ice. “Old Matriarch, I’m not here to persuade you. I’m here to warn you. There’s something wrong with your body. Get your heart checked at a hospital now, or you won’t last two days.” “If the hospital can’t help, come find me.” Pierre looked at the Old Matriarch with a touch of pity. Having mastered the Nine Dragons Medical Scripture, he could tell at a glance she’d been struck by a nasty poison that would erupt soon. He hadn’t planned to warn her, but after what just happened, if she collapsed, people might pin it on him and Gao Weiwei. He’d just witnessed how much sway she held in the Four Seas. To avoid trouble, he gave the warning. But in the Old Matriarch’s ears—and everyone else’s—it sounded very different. Her face darkened in an instant. It was her grand birthday today, and she felt fine. This punk dared announce she had a problem here, of all places. Wasn’t that a curse? Murder flashed in her eyes as she stared at Pierre. “Bold of you, punk. How dare you curse the Old Matriarch! What’s your game?” “Four Demon Generals, seize him!” Chen Shinian wasn’t about to miss a chance to hit Pierre and Gao Weiwei. The second Pierre finished, Chen Shinian barked at him with fury. The four Demon Generals looked to the Old Matriarch. If she nodded, they’d jump in and take Pierre down without hesitation. “I dare you to touch him.” Seeing the four itching to move, Gao Weiwei jolted and whipped out the Four Seas Demon King Token again, snapping at everyone present. “Let them go.” The Old Matriarch saw the token in Gao Weiwei’s hand and knew the four wouldn’t defy it. Face like a thundercloud, she could only order Gao Weiwei and Pierre to leave. Only then did Gao Weiwei manage to get Pierre out of the villa. “Senior, I’m sorry. I was too naive. I thought since the Old Matriarch loved the Lantingxu, if we gave it to her, she’d be happy and agree to let you hold the Demon King Token. Who knew she’d take the gift and still shoot it down!” “I’m so pissed!” Back in the car, guilt written all over her face, Gao Weiwei apologized to Pierre. “Isn’t this normal?” “If it were me, I’d say no too.” Pierre looked utterly unbothered. “Yeah. I’ll think of another way when we get back. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you’re holding that token before the Serregon King Championship.” Gao Weiwei’s voice was firm as steel. “Relax. She’ll be begging us by tomorrow at the latest. Then you can ask her for whatever you want.” Pierre answered, calm as ever.