Chapter - 351 Broken Marriage of the Purple Dress King (14) (1/2)

Zhang Wuji was startled; he did feel a bit of itch and numb, a rather unusual feeling. Hastily he tore the handkerchief down and brought his hand to his nose. ”Aiyo!” he could not help exclaiming. He knew it was the 'qu fu xiao ji gao' [flesh/muscle decomposer ointment], an external medication, which could erode rotting flesh from a wound. Although it was not a poison, applied to the bite-marks it would deepen the wound. This ointment actually carried a pungent smell, but Zhao Min had mixed some rouge in it; she also used her own handkerchief to wrap the wound, so the smell was somewhat obscured that Zhang Wuji was not able to detect it.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly ran to the stern to wash his wound with some fresh water. Zhao Min followed behind him; helping him washing the wound while laughing and giggling.

Zhang Wuji pushed her shoulder away and said angrily, ”Stay away from me! What kind of joke is this? Do you think it didn't hurt?”

Still giggling Zhao Min replied, ”It is truly 'the dog that bites Lu Dongbin'; you are unable to recognize other's kindness. I was afraid you are in so much pain that I used this method.”

Zhang Wuji ignored her remark; he furiously went back to his cabin and closed his eyes.

Zhao Min followed in and called, ”Zhang Gongzi!” Zhang Wuji pretended to be asleep. Zhao Min called him two more times, but Zhang Wuji simply snored even louder. Zhao Min sighed, ”If I knew you would be like this, I would have spread a real poison to take your dog's life then I wouldn't have to deal with you anymore.”

Zhang Wuji opened his eyes and said, ”How can I be the dog that bites Lu Dongbin; unable to recognize other's kindness? You tell me.”

Zhao Min smiled and said, ”If I tell you, then what are you going to do?”

”You are always able to present a strong argument on everything; naturally I can't argue with you,” Zhang Wuji said.

”You haven't heard what I am going to say and you admit defeat already?” Zhao Min said with a smile, ”You knew all along that my intention was good.”

”Pei!” Zhang Wuji spat, ”Good intention indeed! You bit my hand, but did not apologize. Fine! But why did you have to spread poison on my wound? I'd rather not receive your kindness.”

”Hmm,” Zhao Min said, ”Let me ask you this: which one was deeper, my bite on you, or your bite on Miss Yin?”

Zhang Wuji blushed. ”That … that was a long time ago,” he stammered, ”Why do you have to bring it up?”

”I want to bring it up,” Zhao Min insisted, ”Just answer my question; don't talk in circles.”

”Granted that my bite on Miss Yin was deeper,” Zhang Wuji admitted, ”But at that time she was grabbing me, while my martial art was inferior to her; no matter what I did, I could not shake her loose. As a child, my heart was anxious, and I just bit her. You are not a child; I did not grab you and want you to come to the Ling She Island, did I?”