Wei Xiaobao felt like the most miserable person in the world. He had barely gotten a hold of Xiao Xuanzi’s leg when he might be scolded by his master. If the poison spread to his elbow, wouldn't he have to go meet the poor little Gui Zi in the underworld?
Thinking about it made him sad, so he sat on the ground and slapped his palm. "Forget it, I'll just say that the High-Hand Brother went to the imperial palace, saw the emperor’s concubines, couldn’t control himself, and went off to enjoy himself. Master is so concerned about his reputation, he won’t be embarrassed to ask him about it, and I’ll just be able to get away with it!"
Admiring his own wit and intelligence, he got up from the ground, dusted off his hands, and pondered, stroking his chin, "Those fools locked up in the prison don't have any pretty girls. What do they have to do with me? They want me to risk my life for them. What a fool's dream!"
“Are you Chen Zongdu’s disciple?” Suddenly, his vision blurred, and a young man dressed as a guard appeared in front of him. Seeing his appearance, Wei Xiaobao was alarmed and cursed inwardly, "Damn it, this guy really can't stand being talked about. I don't know if he heard what I said. This pretty boy is so handsome! He’s also a martial arts expert? " He put on a happy face and leaned forward, whispering, "Earthquakes and mountains, streams flow forever."
“It's 'earthquakes and mountains, streams flow forever,'" Hua Wuque, knowing the boy was uneducated, didn’t find it strange. He shook his head and corrected him.
Wei Xiaobao was not embarrassed at all. Hearing him talk about the matter, he quickly put on a smile, “It’s the same, it’s the same. You’re the High-Hand Brother my master mentioned, right? I’ve been searching for you so hard. I was about to go to the prison to save people myself if I didn’t hear any news of you!” By the end, he had a serious expression on his face, looking righteous and dignified.
Seeing him put on a show, Hua Wuque didn’t expose him. He smiled slightly, “It’s fine, some things have been delayed. Our task is to ensure that the heroes are safe. As for rescuing them, we still need to wait until tomorrow.”
Hearing that he didn’t have to risk his life, Wei Xiaobao was even happier. He bowed and led Hua Wuque into the house, rummaged through the cabinets and grabbed some tea leaves, pretending to make tea for Hua Wuque.
Seeing the tea leaves filled with dust and debris in his hands, Hua Wuque quickly stopped him. “You don’t have to be so polite. My master and I met by chance. You are his disciple, so treat me like an elder. Just call me ‘Uncle’.”
"Damn, this pretty boy dares to take advantage of me! But it’s not convenient to turn against him now. I’ll find an opportunity later to properly humiliate him!” Wei Xiaobao secretly decided, not refusing. He threw the mess in his hand aside and leaned over, smiling sweetly. “Yes, yes, whatever High-Hand Brother, I mean Uncle, says is right.”
Hua Wuque saw that he was insincere, but he didn’t mind. He looked him up and down, frowning, "Xiaobao, your face looks pale, are you suffering from some hidden illness?”
"You're the one who’s sick!” Wei Xiaobao cursed inwardly when he heard him curse at him. Suddenly, he realized what was going on. He rolled up his sleeve, pointed to a blue line, and said to Hua Wuque with a bitter face, “I’ve been poisoned by the Old Turtle Hai Dafu’s Melting Bone Palm. There is no antidote, and I’m probably not going to live much longer!”
"The Melting Bone Palm isn't so hard to resolve.” Hua Wuque thought for a moment, grabbed Wei Xiaobao, and tossed him into the air. His fingers rained down on Wei Xiaobao’s body, like raindrops. After a while, he caught the falling Wei Xiaobao and helped him stand up.
Wei Xiaobao was pleasantly surprised to find that the blue line on his arm had disappeared. He knew that this pretty boy did have some skills. He immediately looked up and leaned towards Hua Wuque, "Uncle, your skills are truly extraordinary. My admiration for you, Uncle, is like the endless Yangtze River, like a raging Yellow River, unstoppable!"
Hua Wuque ignored the flattery of the slickster and said seriously, “You don’t have to be so polite. These are small matters. Rescuing all those heroes who oppose the Qing and restore Ming is the big matter. I’m not familiar with the palace, so tell me everything you know so I can prepare." He didn’t want to expose his relationship with Jianning, so he asked insincerely.
"They only care about opposing the Qing and restoring Ming. I wonder how much money and women the Ming Dynasty promised them!" Seeing that the pretty boy didn’t move, Wei Xiaobao grinned a few times, muttering to himself. He had grown up in a brothel, and life was hard, so he couldn't understand those people's thoughts.
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Chen Jin’nan stood in the middle of the hall, clasped his fists towards the crowd, and said in a loud voice, “Thank you, heroes, for traveling thousands of miles without hesitation. Chen Jin’nan is truly grateful. I have received definite information that the heroes of the Mu王府 and the Red Flower Society have been imprisoned in the imperial palace’s dungeon by the Tartar dog emperor and are in danger. Time is of the essence. Today, we’ll break into the Forbidden City, rescue our brothers, and kill the Tartar little emperor with one blow!”
"Break into the imperial palace, kill the little emperor!" "Break into the imperial palace, kill the little emperor!"
Inspired by his words, the crowd was excited and echoed loudly!
Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Chen Jin’nan waved his hand, and the brothers of the society carried out guards’ uniforms. After everyone was dressed, he said loudly, "Let’s go!”