Chapter 39: Overnight… (2/2)

“Do you live by yourself in this place?”

“Yes, it’s just me. My house is in the capital, so this is just a temporary home for me.” Zhu Jia nodded.

“This place is pretty nice and quiet.” Wang Chao spoke before adding on his goodbyes, “You should rest up, I’ll be returning now.”

“Hold on, stay for a moment longer.” Zhu Jia seemed as if she was afraid of being alone, so when Wang Chao said that the place was quiet, her face scrunched up subconsciously. “I’ll take a shower, so just stay here for now. In a moment I want to interview you. I am quite interested in making a martial artist exclusive interview.”

Back during the interview amongst the gunfire, she had been courageous and did not appear to be afraid. But now that everything was over, the fear was creeping up on her.

For the sake of speaking to dilute her fear, she had asked Wang Chao to remain behind, but her words were already almost incoherent.

“Alright.” In that moment, Wang Chao seemed as if he had already grasped the enemy’s movements and prepared to understand how Zhu Jia’s heart worked.

“People have said that a woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. Just how is it that I understand what she is thinking about?” Shaking his head, Wang Chao tried to dispel any random thoughts from his mind, but Zhu Jia had already walked out of the room.

Soon enough, the splashing sounds of water could be heard from the bathroom on the other side of the room.

Instead of having any perverse thoughts, Wang Chao began to think about the fight he had with the Crane styled Wingchun expert Lin Lijun.

Unknowingly, he stood up and began to go through the motions of recreating the fight. He was deeply immersed in the memories of his fight with Lin Lijun.

“What are you imitating now, how did you get so meticulous with your training?”

Out of nowhere, a sound had jolted Wang Chao out from his thoughts. Tilting his head, Wang Chao saw Zhu Jia appear out of nowhere dressed in relaxed clothing and her hair wrapped with a towel. She looked much more charming than when she was in her business suit which made her seem cold.

“A boxer must stick to his task, and rest a singer’s mouth should not ask!” Wang Chao stared at Zhu Jia, “A day without practicing is to grow slow in both hand and leg. Two days without practicing is to lost half of everything. Three days of no practice is to become an amateur, and four days is to become blind to martial arts.”

“Pwomph!” While Wang Chao was talking, Zhu Jia had sat back down, “Okay, let’s talk then. With your martial arts, can you use a reed to cross the river or fly across the skies?”

“Those are just myths.” Wang Chao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry before beginning to set things straight.

Zhu Jia had only wanted a person to talk to. As they talked, Wang Chao’s words began to grow more and more amiable and enthusiastic before Zhu Jia suddenly blurted out. “Why is it that you don’t sweat at all? I could see that your movements were always so fierce and intense.”

Smiling, Wang Chao explained it to her. Then, he began to ask his own questions like her family, work, and even her age. Even her seventh uncle and eight aunt had been talked about.

After a while, Zhu Jia’s eyelids began to droop before finally falling asleep on the sofa. After being frightened, she had finally succumbed to her fatigue.

After seeing this, Wang Chao could only leave the place. Out on the streets, the sky was already quickly turning bright with even the birds tweeting out loud.

With the sky all bright now, Zhu Jia had woken up with a start. After inspecting her body for anything wrong, she began to think about yesterday night’s events.

“Did I actually let a guy stay overnight?” Zhu Jia thought to herself in amazement.