Bai Xingjian naturally recognized this person. She was the Major General's wife, the woman who had feigned pity to escape his sword, but was actually quite skilled. He had initially assumed she was just showing off her skills, so he hadn't used all his strength. But her pity had caused him to let down his guard, allowing him to escape with a powerful blow. Her words, "As a killer, your carelessness and underestimation of the enemy alone have disqualified you from being one," were still ringing in his ears. He wasn't a trained killer, but his carelessness and underestimation had led him to fall for her trick.
Bai Xingjian laughed back: "I'm afraid you're here to die."
Hua Fushu smiled and said, "I'm not here to die, I'm here to take your lives."
Seeing her smile so relaxed and natural, and her look so confident that she could take their lives, Bai Xingjian had fought with her before, so he naturally knew that she was no match for him, let alone against three of them alone. However, he had never seen anyone so fearless of death.
Bai Xingjian sneered: "Do you really think you are my opponent?"
Hua Fushu certainly knew that she was no match for Bai Xingjian. She might not even be able to beat Ye Zelin and Yu Chisu, let alone Bai Xingjian who was stronger than them. But so what? Even if she was no match for Bai Xingjian, she couldn't lose in terms of momentum!
As a disciple of Meihua and the young master of Mei Sect, she must never bring shame to her master!
Since she couldn't defeat Bai Xingjian, she had no choice but to outsmart him. She pulled something out of her bosom, dangling the jade pendant in her hand. With a smile, she said to Bai Xingjian, "Sir, did you lose something?"
Bai Xingjian was slightly surprised when he saw it. The thing in Hua Fushu's hand was actually his lost jade pendant, a relic of his biological mother, which should have been left at the post station that night.
Hua Fushu had expected Bai Xingjian to ask questions like how this thing came to be with you or where you found it, but he remained silent. However, she knew the answer from Bai Xingjian's expression. She deliberately asked, "Could this thing really be the young master's?"
Bai Xingjian stretched out his hand and said coldly, "Give it back to me!"
Hua Fushu asked in return: "What if I don't return it?"
Bai Xingjian's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "If you don't return it to me, I will kill you!"
Threaten her? Hua Fushu was not afraid of Bai Xingjian's threat. This thing was her bargaining chip to delay Bai Xingjian. If she handed it over, huh? She wasn't that stupid!
She put the jade pendant back into her bosom and looked down at Bai Xingjian. "You said this thing is yours, why should I believe you? This belongs to the Han family in Luoyang, how can it be yours?"
As soon as Hua Fushu finished speaking, one of the assassins said, "Young Master Bai, why waste time talking to her? Just kill her and take what's her."
In a flash, he picked up his weapon and was about to throw it at Hua Fushu, but Bai Xingjian immediately stopped him and ordered, "Go chase Yu Xuanji, leave this woman to me."
Bai Xingjian turned over and got down. The two assassins nodded and went to chase Yu Xuanji.
Bai Xingjian drew his sword, pointed it at Hua Fushu, and said coldly, "Give it back to me!"
Hua Fushu's gaze was drawn to the sword in Bai Xingjian's hand. She examined it carefully and saw it was indeed the Qingming Sword. The Qingming Sword had been acquired by her master's ancestor, and later passed down by her Grand Master to Bai Yanlang, her master's senior brother and her uncle. Bai Xingjian had been abducted by Bai Yanlang, and since he knew the Mei family's inherited Zhemei sword technique, it didn't surprise her that Bai Yanlang had passed the Qingming Sword down to Bai Xingjian.
Her eyes wandered over the Qingming Sword, and she said, "Alright, return the Qingming Sword to me, and I'll return this to you."
Bai Xingjian couldn't help but want to spit at Hua Fushu. Not only did she not return his jade pendant, but she also set her sights on the Qingming Sword. This was his sword, passed down to him by his adoptive father. What did he mean by returning it to her? Even robbery was not like this.
Hua Fushu said again: "You don't have to give me the sword, but tell me where Bai Yanlang is and I will return it to you."
Hearing her mention his adoptive father's name, Bai Xingjian was surprised and puzzled, "Do you know my adoptive father?"
Godfather?
This surprised Hua Fushu. She only thought that Bai Yanlang accepted Bai Xingjian as his apprentice, not as his adopted son. But in her eyes, there was no difference between an apprentice and an adopted son. They were all enemies of her master.
She remained silent on purpose. Bai Xingjian was clearly anxious. He felt that this woman was no ordinary person. She knew the Zhemei Sword Technique, and so did she. He remembered his adoptive father telling him that the Zhemei Sword Technique was a family tradition passed down from his adoptive father. Just as he was about to ask again, Hua Fushu said, "I don't know her."
She didn't know Bai Yanlang, but she could recognize Bai Yanlang. Her master's archenemy was also her archenemy. Even if he turned into ashes, she would still recognize Bai Yanlang.
Bai Xingjian sneered. Since he knew his adoptive father's name, how could he not recognize his adoptive father?
He was certain that Hua Fushu knew his adoptive father, so he asked, "What is your relationship with my adoptive father?"
Hua Fushu said calmly: "I have nothing to do with him, he has something to do with you."
Isn't this nonsense? Since he is his adoptive father, of course he has a relationship with him!
Then Hua Fushu's next words really surprised him. She said, "Sir, your birthday is September 26th, the eighth year of the Xianping era."
Bai Xingjian was stunned. He was indeed born on September 26, the eighth year of Xianping. No one else knew his birthday except his adoptive father and him. His biological parents died early. He was still young when his parents died and had no memory of them. How did this woman know the year and day of his birth, or was it his adoptive father who told him?
She also said that she had nothing to do with her adoptive father.
Hua Fushu asked again: "Is your last name Han?
Bai Xingjian thought that this woman knew his life story and also knew his adoptive father. His adoptive father had been around the world and had some enemies. It was possible that this woman might be one of his enemies. Why not test it out? He might find out something. If she was indeed an enemy, he could report back to his adoptive father. He responded to Hua Fushu's question, "My last name is Bai."
Hua Fushu continued, "Mr. Bai, you are twenty-five this year, right? Answer me one question honestly, and I will tell you about my relationship with your adoptive father."
"You say." Bai Xingjian said.
Hua Fushu remained calm and said, "Don't you have a blue birthmark on your left shoulder that looks like a cloud?"
Bai Xingjian subconsciously looked towards his left shoulder. There was indeed a cloud-shaped green birthmark on his left shoulder. He turned around and looked at Hua Fushu, his face full of surprise. The birthmark was on his shoulder, which ordinary people could not see, and he had never told anyone about it. How did this woman know his birthmark?
She looked no more than seventeen or eighteen, much younger than him, and there was no way she could have seen his birthmark, but she could tell his birth date without a single mistake. Unless she had investigated him, or her adoptive father had told her, then what was her relationship with him?
He couldn't guess the answer, but he was eager to ask: "Who are you?"
Hua Fushu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether you know who you are."
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