Chapter - 349 Broken Marriage of the Purple Dress King (12) (1/2)
”Xie San Ge [third (older) brother Xie],” Jin Hua Popo said, ”I know you don't like other people meddling in your fight; that's why I did not lend you a hand. You are not offended, are you?”
Hearing her unexpectedly calling his Yifu 'San Ge', Zhang Wuji was astonished. He did not know his Yifu ranked third in seniority; because looking at Jin Hua Popo, he was certain that she was older than his Yifu.
”Why am I not surprised?” he heard Xie Xun replied, ”You were returning to the Central Plains this time, did you hear anything about that child of mine Wuji?”
Zhang Wuji was shocked; but he felt a soft palm was holding his hand tightly. He knew Zhao Min did not want him to step forward and expose himself. Just now he did not listen to her advice and rashly shot the pebbles to help; in the end he let their existence to be known. Only his concerns toward Xie Xun went to the extreme; he could not let Xie Xun being bullied by anybody. This time he felt it was all right to momentarily restrain himself.
”Nothing,” Jin Hua Popo said.
Jin Hua Popo hesitated without answering. Zhu'Er suddenly said, ”Xie Daxia …” Jin Hua Popo reached out with her left hand to grab her wrist and stared hard at her; Zhu'Er did not dare to continue.
”Miss Yin,” Xie Xun said, ”Tell me, tell me! Your Popo is deceiving me, is she not?”
Two streams of tears flowed down on Zhu'Er's cheeks. Jin Hua Popo lifted up her right hand and placed it on top of her head, so that as soon as Zhu'Er said something she did not wish she would exert her internal energy and take her life.
”Xie Daxia,” Zhu'Er said, ”My Popo did not deceive you. We went to the Central Plains this time, we did not hear any news about Zhang Wuji.”
Hearing what she said, Jin Hua Popo took her right palm from Zhu'Er's forehead, but she still grabbed her wrist tight.
”So what news did you hear?” Xie Xun asked, ”What happened to the Ming Cult? What happened to our old acquaintances?”
”I don't know,” Jin Hua Popo replied, ”I did not inquire anything on the Jianghu matters. I was only looking for the Toutuo [Buddhist monk with hair] who killed my husband to settle the debt; and for Emei Pai's Miejue Laoni [Old Nun Miejue], to avenge that sword duel defeat. As for other matters, Lao Po Zi does not care.”
Xie Xun indignantly said, ”All right, Mrs. Han, that day on the Bing Huo Island, what did you say to me? You said my Zhang Wudi [fifth brother Zhang], husband and wife, were not willing to reveal my hiding place; they were forced to cut their own throats on the Wudang Mountain. That child of mine, Wuji, became an orphan with nobody to care for him; that he was wandering in the Jianghu, that everywhere he went he was bullied by others, that he was destitute and miserable beyond words. Did you not say that?”
”That's right!” Jin Hua Popo said.
”You said that he was struck by the Xuanming Shen Zhang [mysterious and dark divine palm]; he endured the suffering day and night,” Xie Xun continued, ”You said you met him at the Butterfly Valley, and that you wanted him to come with you to the Ling She Island , but he was not willing. Is that right?”