Chapter 551: I won’t forgive you the second time around (1/2)

Chapter 551: I won’t forgive you the second time around

As Long Feiye walked towards Han Yunxi, the old woman suddenly made her move.

“Watch out for poison!” Han Yunxi threw herself at Long Feiye, surprising even him with her speed. Her momentum was powerful enough to knock Long Feiye clear aside, shocking him even more.

Actually, Long Feiye had never feared poisons as long as she was by his side. Now that he’d witnessed how nimble she was, he began to consider an old idea again. It shouldn’t be too hard to teach this girl martial arts.

When Han Yunxi had wanted to learn in the past, he’d refused her on the grounds that her innate talents were too low. From then on, she’d treated herself as a waste when it came to martial arts. But if she knew the actual truth, would she…?

While Long Feiye was spacing out, Han Yunxi suddenly started coughing violently. Before he could ask what was the matter, she’d already taken an antidote from her bag and swallowed it. Instantly, the coughing stopped. When it came to poisons, Long Feiye never needed to worry. Meanwhile, the black-robed woman could only look at Han Yunxi in disbelief.

“You… You had an antidote?”

She’d scattered Double Seven Boiling powder, named such because of the seven times seven, or 49, individual poisons that made up the collective. Anyone who inhaled the stuff would die without an instant antidote on hand. How could Han Yunxi have just the right antidote on hand? What coincidence was this?

Han Yunxi was about to answer when Long Feiye said coldly, “Han Yunxi, you still haven’t answered your lordship’s question!”

The old woman had another fright at his voice. Isn’t His Highness Duke of Qin worried about me using poisons again? Am I that little of a threat? I’m still considered a high-ranking poisons master of the Chu Clan!

Afraid to meet Long Feiye’s eyes, Han Yunxi hung her head. If she knew that the old woman was armed, she never would’ve run further into the tunnel. She was even planning to get taken captive so she could use poison in close quarters. Who knew that her assailant was equipped with a long-distance weapon?

“Answer your lordship’s question,” Long Feiye had thoroughly lost his temper.

How should Han Yunxi answer? Everything was already done and over with. There was no use explaining in detail. She was about to speak when the old woman suddenly attacked with another bout of poison powder! With a wave of her hand, Han Yunxi canceled the effects of the powder in the air, leaving the old woman speechless. Long Feiye didn’t even bat the powder an eye, his focus wholly on Han Yunxi. If it wasn’t for him, Han Yunxi would never be able to counter the old woman’s poisons as she pleased. If it wasn’t for her, Long Feiye would never be able to fight so easily and in the open. The two of them were a perfect match.

But the old woman couldn’t accept this. This time, she used five different poisons at once, setting off Han Yunxi’s temper. She whirled towards the clouds of powder, too lazy to even physically use antidote as she started up her detox system to take care of the toxins.

Coldly she said, “You have a total of 32 different poisons on your body, 15 of which are fatal. The rest are less dangerous, but still considered hypertoxic poisons in their own right.” Then she threatened her, “If you try to attack us again, I promise I’ll make you eat all your poisons in one breath!”

Anyone who dares to use poison on Long Feiye while I’m around is just someone sick of living! Sure, I might be a little useless, but no one should dream of beating me in poisons!

The old woman was stunned beyond words. She didn’t see Han Yunxi use any antidotes this time, but the woman was still unharmed. Finally, she lost the nerve to try anything else. If she really took all 32 poisons at once, she’d die a wretched death. It was much better to be ignored.

Han Yunxi exhaled before turning back to face Long Feiye. Her aggressive air instantly shrivelled up. Meanwhile, Long Feiye was still standing with his hands folded behind his back, the fingers trembling with fear from the thought of what could have happened if he was even one second later.

“Speak!” he commanded coldly.

Han Yunxi gave a start before admitting, “I thought I’d die faster if I ran the other way.”

“You!” Long Feiye fell into gloom. “You underestimate your lordship that much?!”

Actually, she was more worried that she’d burden him and get him hurt from distraction. She was about to explain when Long Feiye roared out, “Han Yunxi, your lordship will never forgive you!”

Only then did she realize just how fearful his rage could be. There was that line again, the second time he’d ever said it. Would there ever come a day when he stopped forgiving her for real? She couldn’t help but feel her heart ache as she ran forward to hug him. For a long time, he didn’t move, so she finally managed to murmur, “Long Feiye, don’t be mad anymore. I know my wrongs.”

Long Feiye was ready to throttle this stupid woman to death, but all of his fury dissipated in a low sigh. He hugged her tight and said, “There won’t be a next time.”

Privately, he resolved not to teach her martial arts after all. If she was already so daring without any skills, wouldn’t she run even faster in the wrong direction once she actually learned some basics? There won’t be a next time weren’t words for her sake, but for his own.

The black-robed woman stared at the hugging couple and wanted to make a move, but dropped the idea after a while. She still didn’t dare. One of her hands was already gone and bleeding nonstop, while Long Feiye’s sword still pinned her to the ground. Under these circumstances, her own path to survival was to beg for mercy. She could only wait for the two to finish their embrace.

In the end, it was Long Feiye who let go first. In truth, Han Yunxi felt even more afraid than Long Feiye and wished even more that she could learn some martial arts. But could a waste like her ever find a way to get better? When they went to Celestial Mountain in the future, maybe she could consult its master for some advice.

Long Feiye next looked coldly at the black-robed woman. “You’re from the Chu Clan?”

“If Your Highness Duke of Qin agrees to spare my life, I’ll tell you everything,” the old woman laid out her terms.