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Zhu Huihui opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Maple-colored sleeves brushed away her pressure point, revealing Zhu Huihui's hoarse voice, hoarse from a throat injury: "I thank the hell! If he doesn't kill me, I'll kill him in the future..."

Fearing that Xiye Yan would be provoked again, Feng Xuese quickly sealed her speech acupoint once more. She wondered to herself, "Why is this coward suddenly so bold?"

Nishino En took a few deep breaths, then sneered, "You're a woman, and you keep saying you want to be someone's father? Maybe in your next life!"

"..." Zhu Huihui's mouth kept opening and closing, although she couldn't make a sound, it was obviously not a good word.

Nishino En simply used his fingers to release her pressure points: "If you dare to utter another curse, I'll sell you to a brothel!"

"Fuck you! If you've got the guts, kill me!" Zhu Huihui stretched out his neck for him to pinch. "You won't kill me? You won't kill me, huh? Fine, you've got guts! Then you can wait for me to kill you! I'll cut you into pieces, braise your arms, steam your legs, make sweet and sour pork, make cured pork belly, steam buns with the fat, stir-fry the lean meat, make a winter melon soup with your head, hang your shoulders to air dry, make a vinegar-braised liver and kidneys, make boiled intestines and stomach, and if nobody wants your black heart and rotten lungs, I'll throw you out to feed the dogs..."

Her insults became increasingly vulgar. At first, Nishino En was furious, but as he listened, he actually found himself amused by her insults: "What's wrong with the cook in your family?"

"What's it to you, you bald geezer!"

Zhu Huihui was still not satisfied and continued to hurl insults. Feng Xuese gently shouted, "Enough!"

"Not enough!" For the first time in his life, Zhu Huihui dared to talk back to the old man. "He killed my Huahua, and he's going to strangle me!"

Feng Xuese said coldly, "If he really wanted to crush you, do you think you'd still be standing here?"

With a soft "click," Nishino En broke off a piece of wood from the three-inch-thick table with two fingers, rubbed it in his palm, and then blew the wood shavings away.

Zhu Huihui shuddered and touched her neck, but she was still unconvinced: "Then—he also killed my Huahua!"

"Who wants to kill that stinking pig!"

"You're the one who stinks!" Zhu Huihui retorted habitually, then suddenly realized, "What? You mean... you didn't kill it? It's still alive?"

"Someone in Qingyang City is feeding you. Go and get yours later!"

Zhu Huihui was overjoyed: "That's right, that's right! It eats so much, and its meat isn't very tasty. Keeping it is such a waste of your food. It's best to return it to the younger one! Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

Nishino En was wrongly accused and given a severe scolding, only to be immediately praised back as a master, leaving him with a wry smile. Zhu Huihui's quick change of face and thick skin were truly admirable.

Feng Xuese couldn't help but say, "Zhu Huihui, you're a woman, yet you keep using vulgar language, cursing ancestors and grandchildren. It's so improper!" She also kept referring to herself as "father" and "younger," words that are really not suitable for a woman to use.

Zhu Huihui rubbed her neck and asked, puzzled, "What is propriety?"

"..."

Feng Xuese completely gave up on trying to educate this female rascal. She took a breath and changed the subject: "Zhu Huihui, think back carefully again. What did the people who were killed on the riverbank look like that day? Even just a little bit will do."

Zhu Huihui said with a bitter face, "Great hero, I've said this passage almost a thousand times. There's absolutely no hiding anything. You're interrogating me like this, forcing me to add some spice! Tell me, do you like it sweet or salty, or sour, bitter, or spicy? I'll definitely cater to your taste. I'll tell you whatever you want to hear!"

Feng Xuese was speechless. After looking at her for a long time, she sighed and said, "Let's go to Luomei Nunnery."

The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear - Part Three: Thirteen (2)

Xifeng Mountain is not very high, but it is quite famous for its hillsides covered with plum blossoms.

Ascending from the foot of the mountain, one finds a vast plum grove, its ancient trees displaying diverse shapes and varieties. Unfortunately, spring is already in full bloom; if the weather were still chilly, it would be a breathtakingly fragrant sea of snow.

Around noon, two people on two horses were slowly making their way along the mountain path, one in front of the other.

The person at the forefront was a refined and handsome young man, dressed in white, like snow in a silver bowl, untouched by any dust. He rode a white horse, its imposing presence like a dragon, spirited and majestic.

The one behind was a girl in black, with a pretty face and bright, lively black eyes. She was quite adorable, riding a small donkey that was entirely black except for its four white hooves, and trotting along behind the boy in white.

These two were Feng Xuese escorting the unfortunate child Zhu Huihui to Luomei Nunnery.

After traversing a mountain bend, Feng Xuese glanced at the three forks in the road and the deep plum grove ahead, reined in her horse, and turned back to say, "Zhu Huihui!"

"Yes, sir!" Zhu Huihui answered loudly, slapping the donkey's rump and taking a few steps forward.

Hearing a girl repeatedly refer to herself as "little" still made Feng Xuese feel awkward, even though he had corrected her hundreds of times—threatening to cut off her legs, holding a sword to her neck—but she just couldn't change! Sigh! This little brat, even though she was forced to change into clean clothes, hasn't changed a bit of her former street thug ways!

"Go and find out which road to take to Luomei Temple, and how far it is from here."

"You're calling me again!" Zhu Huihui was extremely unwilling, but she had no choice but to resign herself to her fate and say, "Yes, hero!"

Looking around, I noticed wisps of smoke rising from the west side of the plum grove, so I slowly climbed off the donkey and lazily walked over.

Watching Zhu Huihui's dawdling figure, Feng Xue's lips involuntarily curled up slightly.

He disliked Zhu Huihui most of the time, a girl who had almost no redeeming qualities except for her thick skin, but occasionally found her novel and interesting—especially when he saw her pretending to be happy even though she was clearly furious.

Back when they were at the Chenzhou branch, this cowardly fellow, upon hearing that she was to accompany him to Luomei Nunnery, turned as red as a boiled crab, practically ready to pounce and bite him. But he merely patted his sword lightly, and she immediately adopted a "I'm happy to serve you, great hero" expression, shamelessly fawning over him...

"Zhu Huihui!"

Zhu Huihui ran back: "I'm here!"

"Don't be lazy, run! Go and come back quickly!"

"I never slack off!" Zhu Huihui pouted unhappily, then turned and ran into the woods.

"return!"

"Isn't this old man deliberately trying to amuse himself?" Zhu Huihui trotted up to the horse and complained loudly, "Great hero, can't you just explain everything at once?"

Feng Xuese sat on horseback, looked at her flushed face, hesitated for a moment, swallowed the words she was about to say, and only said: "Be careful! If a dog bites you, use the method your mother and I taught you to run away."

"Go to hell!"

He made me run around all this time just for this one pointless sentence. Don't I know I should run when I see a dog? I've been chased by dogs over a hundred times, I've developed superhuman speed! Zhu Huihui couldn't help but curse, then, afraid of the old man's anger, she covered her mouth with both hands and ran away.