Heaven-relying Sword And Dragon-slaying Sabre

The drum was very old, and inside was filled with dust. Amidst the bad smell of dust and dirt, Zhang Wuji could smell delicate fragrance coming out from Zhao Min's body. His heart was filled with love and hate, his mind was filled with countless words he would like to ask her, but with great difficulty he restrained himself from opening his mouth. He was conscious of Zhao Min's tender body leaning on his bosom, her soft and silky skin lightly rubbed against his face. Suddenly he was startled, "I should not even save her, how can I be this intimate with her in here?" Lifting up his hand, he pushed Zhao Min's head away, not letting her to lean against his shoulder.

In her anger Zhao Min elbowed his chest. Zhang Wuji used his internal energy to rebound the incoming force; Zhao Min felt the pain that she could not help but crying out. Zhang Wuji had already anticipated this, so he reached out to cover her mouth.

In the meantime, he heard Zhi Fa Zhanglao's voice rose up from below, "Reporting to Bangzhu: the enemy has escaped without leaving any trace, subordinate is incompetent and failed to capture them, waiting for Bangzhu's punishment."

"It's all right," Shi Huolong replied, "The enemy's martial art skill is very high, everybody has done his best. Damn it! It's just our bad luck, it has nothing to do with Zhanglao."

"Many thanks, Bangzhu," Zhi Fa Zhanglao said.

After that, Zhang bang Longtou brought the accusation that Song Qingshu has let the enemy escape. Song Qingshu refuted by explaining his own reasoning. Both sides were insistent on their own version, the main hall was filled with anger.

"Chen Xiongdi," Shi Huolong said, "What is your take on this?"

"Reporting to Bangzhu," Chen Youliang said, "Zhang Bang Longtou is a senior leader of our Clan, so what he said cannot be wrong. But Song Xiongdi joined our Clan in sincerity, that little witch surnamed Zhao is his adversary, so it would not be in his interest to let her escape. In my humble opinion, this witch surnamed Zhao possesses a strange martial art, she is able to borrow strength to fight strength, hence she pushed Longtou Dage's iron staff to divert Song Xiongdi's sword. In confusion, both sides did not realize it and thus this misunderstanding arose."

Zhang Wuji silently praised him, "This Chen Youliang is very good; he did not see what happened, but his guess is 80, 90% correct."

He heard Shi Huolong said, "It makes perfect sense. Both brothers, everybody is doing his best for our Clan's sake, please do not damage the friendship over this minor incident."

Zhang Bang Longtou furiously said, "Even if he …"

Without waiting for him to finish, Chen Youliang interrupted, "Song Xiongdi, Longtou Dage is a person of good moral standing and reputation, even if he wrongly accused you, you will still benefit from his advice. Quickly apologize to Longtou Dage."

Song Qingshu had no choice but step forward and cup his fists. "Longtou Dage," he said, "Xiao Di [little brother, referring to himself] has offended you just now, please accept my apology."

That Zhang Bang Longtou was still furious, but he knew he could not lash it out, so he snorted and said, "It's all right!"

Chen Youliang's speech seemingly placed the blame on Song Qingshu, but actually by saying that Zhao Min 'pushed Longtou Dage's iron staff to divert Song Xiongdi's sword', and 'Longtou Dage is a person of good moral standing and reputation, even if he wrongly accused you, you will still benefit from his advice', he placed the blame on Zhang Bang Longtou; all elders of the Beggar Clan understood it clearly. However, Chen Youliang had recently become the Clan Leader's favorite, Shi Huolong always listened to his advice; what else can they say?

"Chen Xiongdi," Shi Huolong said, "The little witch that has caused disturbance just now, is the Ruyang Prince's beloved daughter. The Devil Cult is the imperial household's enemy, then why did that damned witch stand up for that little devil head Zhang Wuji?"

While Chen Youliang hesitated and did not answer, Zhang Bo Longtou said, "I noticed that that Tartar Junzhu was crying with an extremely angry look on her face. When Chen Xiongdi cursed the Devil Cult's Jiaozhu, that Tartar Junzhu looked like someone was cursing her father or brother. It is indeed confusing."

Song Qingshu said, "Reporting to Bangzhu: Subordinate has some knowledge about this matter."

"Song Xiongdi, you may speak," Shi Huolong said.

"Although the Devil Cult is opposing the imperial government, this little witch Junzhu is captivated by Zhang Wuji," Song Qingshu said, "It seems to me that she wants to marry him very much. Consequently, she is always trying to protect him."

"Ah!" as the crowd of beggars listen to this, they all exclaimed in surprise.

Inside the gigantic drum, Zhang Wuji also heard it clearly; his heart was thumping madly, but in his mind he had a question, "Is it true? Is it true?"

Zhao Min turned her head around and stared at him. Although the inside of the drum was dim, Zhang Wuji's acute eyes were able to see that her eyes showed a boundless love. He could not restrain a warm feeling from overflowing his breast. His hands, which were holding her arms, tightened. He felt a strong urge to kiss her cherry lips, but suddenly Yin Li's tragic death came into his mind; immediately the warm, tender feeling in his heart changed into deep hatred. His right hand grabbed her arm and crushed it. Although he did not use strength, but it was unbearable to Zhao Min nonetheless, so much so that her vision blackened and she almost passed out from the pain, making her want to echo Yin Li's curse on him, 'This heartless and short-lived little rascal.' In the end Zhao Min did her best to control herself not to utter any sound, but big streams of tears flowed down her cheeks and dropped onto the back of Zhang Wuji's hand, overflowing to the front of his clothes. Zhang Wuji simply hardened his heart and ignored her completely.

He heard Chen Youliang said, "How did you know? Did such a strange thing really happen?"

With hatred in his voice Song Qingshu replied, "This fellow Zhang Wuji's appearance is only so-so, he is not the least bit handsome nor possesses an outstanding ability, but he practices the Devil Cult's sorcery. He is good at captivating women's attractions that many young women are infatuated by him."

Chuan Gong Zhanglao was filled with righteous indignation, he said, "This kind of Jianghu's scum, everybody has the right to punish him; otherwise, countless innocent and respectable young women will be harmed by this pervert little thief."

Shi Huolong stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. "Damn it!" he said with a laugh, "This pervert little thief Zhang Wuji's luck is not bad!"