Yue Chen Yin - Chapter 7 Part2
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Chapter 7 Part2

Mother hugs me tighter and tighter. Out of a sudden, a sharp pain can be felt from the right side of my cheek. I gasp in reflex: "Sst~"

"What happen, Qing Qing?" Mother nervously blinks her eyes. Tears can be seen hanging on her long eyelashes. With trembling lips, she props my face carefully and cries sadly: "My child, your face, why is it so swollen?" As she says so, she furiously looks around and circles me in her arms. Her face is full of wariness as her chest moves up and down faster and faster.

I limply lean in her embrace and feel the swell on my right cheek. I use my tongue to touch that part of my cheek and only numbness can be felt with a rustic taste. Seems like the slap by s.h.i.+ Jiu was strong and now my face must be so swollen that I look like a pig head with my lips as thick as sausages.

"There are some details where Xue Wu was not sure of. Please do explain it out, Master San." The rough voice of the man with small head explodes reverberates through my ears.

Tang Zhong glances at him and slowly places his cup down: "Do speak."

"This child is easy to be abducted." Xue Wu brushes through his beard and lowers his eyes to look at my mother, "Whereas for this woman, how did the Master San bring her over without anyone knowing?"

Yeah, how was mother brought to here? Did she suffer as she was sent here? Was she bullied? When I think up till this point, I can't help but be worried.

"This is easy." Tang Zhong flaps his sleeve and he seems to be relaxed, "Do Unit Leader Xue knows what clothing is don on Lady Han?"

Mother's clothing? I raise my body and carefully look over it: What mother had on her is dark purple clothing embroidered with the pattern of clouds and Luan using golden threads. Her hair is done in Pan Yun style with precious jades stringed together. It has made her seem to be very elegant, unlike mother's preference of simple and elegant style.

(T/N: 鸞 Luan is a type of mythical bird like the phoenix. It is said to be a bird that accompanies Empress of the G.o.ddess, support of the Jade Emperor, and the ruler of the Yin. If their colours are green, then they are Green Luan; but if their colours are red/crimson, they are called the phoenix. Pan Yun style refer to)

"This is the clothing for the ones that pa.s.sed away?!" The man with small head understood immediately and laughs loudly, "Hahaha~ Amazing. The Master San sure is amazing, I'm impressed!"

Clothing for the ones that pa.s.sed away. Did mother reach here as she was being carried in a coffin? Making me a mute child and mother a dead person, this Ri Yao Sect is indeed very calculating and cruel.

"Since the stock is sent over, we will be taking off now." Tang Zhong flicks his sleeve and slightly nods his head.

That man with small head arches his hand generously and answers with a rough voice: "Xue Wu thank the Master San in place of the master, thank all the brothers in the Ri Yao Sect that took part in this. The remaining payments shall be sent over within five days."

Tang Zhong nods his head in satisfaction and steps out of the door as he sways his sleeves. In the blink of an eye, both he and s.h.i.+ Jiu have walked a distance away. The shadows in the colour of blue and green lightly landed on the wall of the yard. At the moment they pa.s.s over the wall, Tang Zhong turns his head back and glances towards the back of the Sophora. He then humph coldly: "Farewell, no need to send us out." Although his voice is soft, but it was as if it was just right beside the ear. Seems like he might have used his inner energy to transmit his voice. After saying so, the both of them leave the place.

The man with small head waves his hands towards the outside and three black shadows can be seen jumping down the tree. At that exact moment, all of them disappeared. "Ri Yao Sect indeed has great martial ability. As expected of the mysterious sect that can't be found easily. Amazing!" The man with small head excitedly looks towards the distance and b.a.l.l.s his hands into fist, showing his admiration.