How To Polish A Pearl

Chapter 62 - Interrupting

A/N: Good  morning everyone! In case you didn't know - I am a Swede, and in Sweden we celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve - which is today for me. So you get todays chapter now because I will be busy with eating, eating and after that - some more eating!

I wish you all a happy holidays, wherever you are in the world! I appreciate each and every one of you  ( ＾◡＾)っ❤

Also, I got inspired to do a Mini-Theater. It ended up quite long, so I popped half of it in yesterdays chapter and half in this one. Feel free to go back and read it.

Heads up - there is a little bit of violence in this chapter.

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Even though Wen Ke Xing had wanted to rush through the discussions surrounding the last building in favor of hurrying back to Wuming and finish what Zhou Xu had started, he had forced himself back into being the Guzhu. The group of ghosts had been a bit awkward at first, trying to get over the visual of their Guzhu pressing up against his new bride right in front of them. However, once they had started discussing details, they soon put the visual behind them, focusing on the task in front of them.

Finally riding back towards Wuming, each of the three are lost in their own thoughts on what had transpired during the day. Gazing to his left, Wen Ke Xing studies Zhou Xu's profile for a while before breaking the silence, his curiosity finally spilling over. "Ah‑Xu."

Still with his eyes on the horizon, letting his stallion do most of the work, Zhou Xu responds only listening with half an ear, "Mmm?"

"How long have you known about the tattoos?"

"Hmm?"

Moving his stallion close to the black one, he pokes Zhou Xu in the side, "Ah-Xu. How long have you known?"

Turning to face his husband, he takes a moment looking straight into his eyes, his voice calm, "Since that time on the plateau, the first earthquake. All of them had the tattoos."

Wen Ke Xing's eyes widening for a split second before nodding in acknowledgment, "So, they did have tattoos. How do you know that they did? You only fought against a few of them."

Not wanting to give away that he had searched all the bodies like a crazy person looking for him, he does what he always does, he reverts to diversion and attack. With one eyebrow raised, he turns back towards the horizon, peering at Wen Ke Xing to his right, "You didn't notice?"

"I wasn't focusing on their palms when I killed them, and Ah-Xiang threw them all off the cliff before I woke up."

Hearing her name, Ah-Xiang glances at the two men next to her, "Zhuren, why are you talking about the tattoos?"

"My Ah-Xu killed two assassins inside the restaurant before the building fell over. And very skilfully I might add. I always knew that my Ah-Xu had the most excellent kung fu."

"ZHUREN! Why didn't you tell me?" Her eyes wide and her expression both concerned and irritated.

Wen Ke Xing shrugs, his voice dismissive, "They were dead, the house fell on top of them, what was there to tell?"

"..." Sulking, she turns her gaze back on the road ahead clenching her jaw.

"So, if you didn't know about the ones on the plateau, I take it that the ambush in the mountain had the tattoos as well then?"

"Yes."

"Is this connected to the attempt by Changing Ghost as well?"

"I don't know, they got rid of all the bodies before Ah-Xiang could have a look."