The sky over the rivers and lakes is very clear

Chapter 133

Everyone, including Yu Xiaoyao, was speechless.

Jianghu Sky is Clear II 17 2009-08-22 12:30 This girl is too naughty!

When people insult each other, it's inevitable that they'll mention the other person's female relatives like grandmother, mother, wife, and daughter. Zhu Huihui insulting Madam Wan and her daughter does fit Yu Xiaoyao's requirements. The problem is, Madam Wan's daughter is her! Has she ever insulted herself like that? Then again, that doesn't make sense. Although she is Madam Wan's daughter, she's never called her "mother," while Chen Muwan has called Madam Wan "mother" for over ten years, yet she hasn't explicitly named her…

Despite her limited formal education, Zhu Huihui possesses an exceptionally rich vocabulary of insults—insidious, vicious, and sharp-tongued—and she frequently throws in regional dialects. It's clear that during her years of wandering and traveling, she learned nothing but swearing.

Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan came from a prestigious family and were known for their gentle and refined manners. They were respected wherever they went, and they had never encountered such a thug cursing in the street. Ironically, the child who was spewing such vulgarities was their daughter whom they had just found. The couple turned green with rage.

Only Yu Xiaoyao beamed with joy, clapping and cheering: "Well said! Well said! Good child, you're really something! As expected of that wretched Wan Ning's daughter, you're indeed clever and eloquent!" She was happier than anything else to see Chen and Wan's faces turn red and white.

Feng Xuese, unable to bear it any longer, shouted, "Grey Grey, that's enough!"

Zhu Huihui also felt her mouth was dry, so she stopped and asked, "Mother, are you happy now?"

Yu Xiaoyao laughed and said, "Not bad! Almost there!"

"Then let's get treatment quickly!"

Yu Xiaoyao glared at her and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhu Huihui was quite frank: "I'm afraid you'll be unhappy again in a little while!"

Yu Xiaoyao was speechless for a long time, glaring at her angrily, about to lash out.

Zhu Huihui pretended not to see and pushed her forward: "Mother, the poison in the hero's eyes is very potent. You may not have even seen it before!"

Yu Xiaoyao snorted and said, "I haven't made any poisons that I haven't seen before!" Although she said that, she was still provoked by Zhu Huihui to step forward, look carefully at Feng Xue's eyes for a while, gently open his eyelids, and raise her eyebrows slightly.

Zhu Huihui had been following closely, watching Yu Xiaoyao's every move, and asked anxiously, "Mother, how is it?"

Yu Xiaoyao slowly said, "The poison in his eyes was developed by me."

Zhu Huihui exclaimed in surprise, "Mother, what did you say?"

Yu Xiaoyao said in a deep voice, "Boy, who poisoned your eyes?"

Feng Xuese said, "It was a Japanese man named Kazama Yoru who passed it on to a woman named Mo Xinxue, and then a woman named Du Shou Zha Nu poisoned it!"

“Japanese?” Yu Xiaoyao frowned. “How could that be!” As for the other two people, she had never even heard of them.

Feng Xue Se asked, "Senior, do you have any successors in your art of using poison to create poison?"

Yu Xiaoyao asked, "What?"

Feng Xue said, "Can you see the poisoned woman on the couch behind me?"

Yu Xiaoyao said calmly, "She has been poisoned by my Purple Jade Ice Sun!" If she hadn't seen this, she wouldn't have come up with the idea of using Rock Yellow Leaf Juice to trigger a poison reaction and generate a cartilage poison that erodes internal energy.

"Then, senior, do you know that the person who poisoned this woman is very likely a Japanese ninja who infiltrated China?"

Yu Xiaoyao's expression changed slightly: "Japanese ninja?"

"It's not just this Purple Jade Ice Sun, but also poisons like Blood-Threaded Robe and Heavenly Sea Frost, which the Japanese have used against the Chinese people."

Yu Xiaoyao's face was as cold as water as she asked, "Is this really true?"

"Mother, it's true!" Zhu Huihui tugged at her sleeve. "Those Japanese turtles killed so many people, and I almost got killed by them too!"

She embellished her account of what she had witnessed on the riverbank after the massacre, adding numerous exaggerations and embellishments. Feng Xuese had no choice but to listen and correct as she went.

Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan had heard about these things before, but they didn't know much about them. Now, hearing them, they were shocked and deeply moved.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaoyao's face gradually paled, and she swayed slightly before settling into her chair. She was eccentric and unpredictable, and while she didn't particularly care about using people or her poison to kill, she could no longer remain calm when she learned that this matter concerned national security. Years ago, even while fleeing for her life, she had risked her life to get involved with Chinese heroes and Japanese samurai—not because she cared about the lives of those martial artists, but because of an instinct, something deep within the soul of the Chinese people!

She held her head and murmured, "How did my things end up in the hands of the Japanese?"

Feng Xue said, "That's why I must ask you, senior, if you have a successor..."

Yu Xiaoyao remained silent, expressionless. After a long while, she finally said, "I will handle this matter myself. I will first... remove the poison from you." She turned her head and said, "Huihui, stretch out your hand!"

Zhu Huihui stretched out her arm: "What are you doing?"

Yu Xiaoyao grabbed her wrist with one hand and raised her sword with the other, slashing at her hand.

Zhu Huihui was shocked and desperately pulled her arm back, hiding it behind her back, shouting, "Mother, are you crazy?"

Yu Xiaoyao said with a stern face, "Do you want to save this boy's eyes?"

"Yes, I want to!" Zhu Huihui said, "But you didn't say that to save the hero's eyes, I have to cut off my hand!"

"Who wants to cut off your claws!" Yu Xiaoyao said impatiently. "His poison is made up of dozens of kinds of poisonous saliva. If we pull them out one by one, it will take a long time and the effect will not be good. I will take a cup of your blood and give it to him to drink. He will be able to detoxify and regain his sight immediately."

Zhu Huihui shouted, "You're lying! You just said that my blood and flesh are poisonous. You... I think you just can't cure the hero's eyes and are afraid of losing face, so you deliberately poisoned the hero to death!"

Everyone simultaneously realized that although Huihui judged others by her own standards, Yu Xiaoyao was certainly capable of doing the same thing...

Yu Xiaoyao said coldly, "Have I ever told you before that there are many poisons in the world that don't actually have an antidote, because their antidotes are actually poisons themselves?"

Zhu Huihui said matter-of-factly, "I didn't tell her!" Actually, her mother had already told her once. Sigh, old people are hopeless; their memories are bad, and they love to nag!

Yu Xiaoyao's face tightened, and she said, "Then, have I ever told you that there's a saying: one man's meat is another man's poison?"

Zhu Huihui retorted, "I do know that, but you didn't tell me!"

Yu Xiaoyao's face turned pale, and she clenched her fists: "Then, do you know that your mother has always only poison on her body, never an antidote?"

"Of course—" Zhu Huihui suddenly stopped talking, glanced at her mother's fist, took a big step back, and then quickly continued, "Of course I don't know!"