"Monk, do you know what will happen if you bind me?"
Shui Yuntian was completely immobile, except for his mouth and eyes.
She was already like fish on a chopping board, yet she still threatened him. It seems she went too far.
“Benefactor Shui, I bound you to save you, but your words have hurt me. Since you are so unclear about gratitude and right and wrong, I might as well send you to Buddha and let him teach you the principles of being a good person.”
"Little monk, you ambushed me when I wasn't looking. Is this how Buddha taught you?"
“No,” Xiang Wan wrapped the hemp rope around Shui Yuntian’s arm, tying it as she went. “Buddha said that all beings are equal, and that one can become a Buddha by laying down the butcher’s knife. I don’t understand the meaning of this, so I asked you to teach me.”
"Ha, monks don't understand Buddhist language, yet I, someone with blood on my hands, am asked to teach them. Don't you find that ridiculous?" Shui Yuntian raised an eyebrow.
Xiang Wan clapped her hands, pressed a few more acupoints on him to make sure he couldn't release the pressure points anytime soon, and then said, "There's nothing to laugh about. If you don't understand, ask; if you don't know, learn. This humble monk is learning from you, benefactor. What's wrong with that?"
What are you going to learn from me? Murder?
"No, don't underestimate yourself like that." Xiang Wan smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "At least when it comes to forcing people, no one can match you even a fraction of that."
Shui Yuntian: "..."
So, he was forced by Xiang Wan to become her benefactor?
“Monk, binding me will do you no good at all. In fact, once I escape, I will definitely come back to kill you. Why do something so thankless and offensive? What’s the point?”
Shui Yuntian did not beg for mercy, but simply presented the facts, hoping that Xiang Wan would listen to him and let him go.
They finally caught the person as soon as they met. If they let him go, wouldn't Xiang Wan be at a huge loss?
“Who says there are no benefits? At least this face,” Xiang Wan reached out and patted Shui Yuntian’s face, laughing, “is a feast for the eyes.”
Shui Yuntian abandoned his usual nonchalant expression, his eyes flashing coldly. "You've hit a nerve."
This is the expression on Shui Yuntian's face when his killing intent reaches its peak: few words, yet direct.
"Poke it a few more times, and it won't hurt anymore." As she spoke, Xiang Wan reached out and pinched the flesh on both sides of his cheeks.
What is a pain point? It is the focal point of childhood trauma, and also the point where feelings of inferiority arise from it.
Despite having such an attractive face, she repeatedly harbors murderous thoughts simply because others say she's handsome. This is very wrong and needs to be changed!
"Monk, I will kill you!"
Shui Yuntian's anger surged, and his eyes began to turn red.
Oh ho, you're already angry? The most infuriating thing is yet to come!
"With such good looks, why become a serial killer? You have no idea how many people want your face but can't have it. If you were in a male prostitute, you'd definitely be the top courtesan."
"Bald monk, die!"
The blood is flowing backward, forcefully breaking through the acupoints—excellent, excellent indeed!
The instant Shui Yuntian made his move, Xiang Wan kicked him into the water.
"My friend, your irritability and anger are causing your blood and qi to churn. You need to calm down."
After choking on some water, Shui Yuntian struggled in the river for a while before becoming still.
Who would have thought that the dignified leader of the Tianmen Sect would be afraid of water!
If Xiang Wan hadn't angered him to the point of reversing his cultivation, he probably wouldn't have been drowned so quickly.
This is another sore point for Shuiyuntian.
When he was young, he was bullied by his peers and almost drowned, which left him with a psychological fear of water. He practiced his martial arts desperately so that he could use his lightness skill to escape before falling into the water.
Now that Xiang Wan has hit two of his sore spots, one can imagine that Shui Yuntian must be thinking of Xiang Wan to pieces right now.
It's just a thought, it won't cost her anything. Xiang Wan was happy to see Shui Yuntian dislike her but couldn't do anything about it, which was also a way of indirectly standing up for the original owner.
After waiting on the shore for a while and confirming that Shui Yuntian was unable to move, Xiang Wan jumped into the water and rescued him.
Rescuing a drowning person requires the right approach. If you rush to rescue someone the moment they fall into the water, not only will the drowning person not survive, but the rescuer may also drown. Because once a person is drowning and still unconscious, they'll grab anything they can get their hands on. If the rescuer gets close, they'll be pulled deeper into the water. The rescuer won't be able to breathe, and before they can catch their breath, they'll die along with the drowning person. Therefore, it's best to wait until the drowning person has lost consciousness and can no longer move before attempting a rescue.
Xiang Wan possessed martial arts skills and internal energy; she could easily knock someone unconscious and then revive them. However, she didn't want to do that, especially with Shui Yuntian, who had just harbored murderous intent towards her. She needed to instill a psychological shadow in him, so that he would be as docile as a mouse before a cat whenever he saw her. That way, Xiang Wan's mission would be completed ahead of schedule.
After placing the man on the shore, Xiang Wan tied his hands and feet before releasing the pressure points and draining the water from his body.
In just a short while, Shui Yuntian's belly had already started to swell.
Xiang Wan ripped open his clothes, pried open his mouth, and slapped him hard in the stomach.
With a whoosh, Shui Yuntian suddenly spat out a gush of water, spraying it everywhere. Xiang Wan, quick-witted and agile, dodged in advance.
Shui Yuntian coughed a few times, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
His blood was flowing backwards, and he only coughed up blood now; he really has the ability to endure it.
Xiang Wan circulated his inner energy to dry the clothes, then said to Shui Yuntian, "I didn't expect Benefactor Shui to be so frail, needing this humble monk to save you after you fell into the water. If this humble monk isn't your benefactor, then who is?"
Shui Yuntian: "Cough cough cough, cough cough..."
You bald monk, how dare you say that I, the leader, am weak!
A benefactor? A benefactor my ass!
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