Chapter - 278 Visitors Drunk On Magical Lotus In the Green Willow Manor (10) (1/2)
”I can't call anybody,” Zhao Min replied, ”Even if I shout as loud as possible down here, people above won't be able to hear. If you don't believe me, just give it a try.”
Zhang Wuji was really angry; his left hand reached out and grabbed her arm. Zhao Min cried out in fear and tried to move her hands to fend off; but early on her acupoints had been sealed so she could not move. Zhang Wuji's left hand choked her throat; he said, ”If I exert a little bit more strength, your life will be gone.”
By now those two stood very close to each other; he could feel her hurried breathing, it smelt like orchid. Zhang Wuji looked up to give some distance away between his face and hers. Zhao Min suddenly broke up in tears; choking and sobbing she said, ”You bully me, you bully me!”
Zhang Wuji did not expect this turn of events; he was startled. Releasing his left hand he said, ”I don't want to bully you, I only want you to let me out.”
Still crying Zhao Min said, ”It's not that I don't want to. All right; I'll call!” Raising her voice she shouted, ”Hey, hey! Come here! Open the door, I fall into the steel trap!” She called out for a while, but nothing astir overhead. Zhao Min said with a smile, ”You see? It's useless.”
Zhang Wuji's anger had reached the top; ”Shameless! Crying and laughing. What kind of person are you?” he said.
”You are the shameless one!” Zhao Min shot back, ”A big man like you bullying a weak girl like me.”
”You, a weak girl?” Zhang Wuji replied, ”You are so crafty that even ten grown men are not your match.”
”Thank you for your praise, Zhang Da Jiaozhu [Big Cult Leader Zhang]!” Zhao Min laughed, ”Little girl does not dare to accept.”
Zhang Wuji thought the situation was getting urgent; if he did not make a drastic move, the Ming Cult people would be annihilated. Gritting his teeth he reached out and with a scoff he tore a piece of Zhao Min's skirt.
Zhao Min thought he suddenly had an evil intention; finally she was really scared. ”You … what are you doing?” she called out.
Zhang Wuji said, ”If you decide to let me go, just nod your head.”
”Why?” Zhao Min asked.
Zhang Wuji ignored her question. He spat his saliva on that piece of silk cloth to make it wet. ”Please forgive me,” he said, ”I don't have any choice.” Immediately he sealed up her nose and mouth with that wet cloth.
Zhao Min could not breathe; a short moment later she felt her chest constricted, she felt utterly miserable. Unexpectedly she was so unyielding and did not want to nod her head at all; after a while her body slumped and she passed out.
Zhang Wuji took her wrist to examine her pulse; he felt her pulse to be weak. Immediately he took away the wet cloth covering her nose and mouth. After half a day Zhao Min slowly regained her consciousness; she moaned lightly.