Book 15: Chapter 84

Book 15: Chapter 84

“You could’ve just told me I needed to soak in the tub to heal my wounds. Why did you have to say all that nonsense...” Ling Jialan, submerged in the tub on the other side of the screen, spoke softer and softer for each successive word.

“Right...” With battle scars on his face, Ming Feizhen mumbled, “How should I have known you were going to wake up then? I was put on the spot.”

Ming Feizhen actually had a proper explanation in mind, but very advanced internal discipline progress was required to extract the poison, and he had no plans to show her too much of his skills. As a result, he couldn’t come up with anything on the spot. He realised too late that he could’ve just told her the drug expelled the poison.

The inn they were at wasn’t high end by any means, so it was natural for the tub to be small. In order to collect all of the poison, Artisan Ming stole three tubs from other rooms, then pulled them apart to one large enough for Ling Jialan to straighten her legs similar to the bathtubs he had enjoyed in the Western Regions. Since she was able to assume a relaxing posture, Ling Jialan shut her eyes and relax. Little did she know the true magic to her treatment was the celestial spider silk that Ming Feizhen used to drain out the poison from her body whilst nursing her wounds. Regrettably, he wasn’t able to even collect 30% of his original estimation since she preferred to remove her clothing.

“Was Bu Xusan good?”

Ling Jialan opened her eyes quickly. “How dare you ask me that after walking off?! Where did you go? I told you to back off, so you ran off?!”

“I’m a gentleman, so I’m a man of my word.”

“Gentleman, my foot!”

“I had faith in your abilities, did I not?”

“Uh, but I...”

“You are undefeated in Jiangnan. I have always respected your abilities. Staying behind would be insulting your abilities.”

“But... Bu Xusan is strong, too.”

“Would you have lost had he not resorted to poison?”

Ling Jialan wasn’t shrewd; she drew those conclusions simply from reflecting on the fights she had.

“Do you remember what Lian Hua said? He said, ‘I’m going to capture you and... something.’”

“Uh, ride you.”

“I know that!” Cheeks rosy, Ling Jialan continued, “He made up a reason on the spot since you messed up their plans so that my fight didn’t look out of place. Unluckily for them, I’ve realised their ploy. I haven’t known Lian Hua for long, but he doesn’t strike me as a lecher, yet he pretended to be lusting after me. That was when I started to suspect something wasn’t right, but I didn’t realise they were the odd ones until later. The two of them aren’t weak; I wouldn’t have an easy time beating either of them in a one-on-one match, so it makes no sense for Bu Xusan to have incapacitated them in one strike when I lasted so long.”

Ming Feizhen gave an applause. “Wonderful.”

“You agree?”

“You’re finally putting things together.”

“You knew it?” Though Ling Jialan’s intuition told her that Ming Feizhen had noticed something, she didn’t believe he knew everything.

Ming Feizhen shrugged. “Only you’d believe someone would fight you to save his brothers. Lian Hua is a properly trained man; he’s not someone who would go down in one of those blows and not be able to get up. If that was true, you wouldn’t have been able to block one palm attack. The old fox called for a truce as soon as he noticed you had a chance to escape in case you saw through their ruse. Why would someone so shrewd throw himself in the line of attack to protect you when he saw Bu Xusan? It’s as clear as day that they’re in cahoots in Bu Xusan and after us.”

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