HEAVEN SWORD DRAGON SABRE Book 2 of 2

Soaring Down From A Hundred-Foot Pagoda Part 1

Following Zhao Min, Fan Yao went out of the Wan An Temple complex. He was both anxious and feeling strange; did not know where Zhao Min would take him. Zhao Min pulled her cloak over her head, covering her beautiful hair. "Ku Dashi," she quietly said, "We are going to look for that guy Zhang Wuji."

Fan Yao was startled; he cast a sidelong glance to her but she averted his gaze. Her cheeks blushed; as if she was 70% shy and 30% happy. She did not look like she already knew about him. His heart was relieved. He recalled the situation of the previous night, when she met Zhang Wuji in the Wan An Temple; where they were facing each other as archenemies. As soon as the word 'archenemies' came into his mind, his heart was stirred. "Enemy?" he thought, "Could it be that Junzhu [Princess] fell in love secretly with my Jiaozhu [Cult Leader]?" But then another thought came into his mind, "Why does she want me to go with her? Why didn't she take her trusted subordinates, the Xuanming Elders? Ah, right! It must be because I am mute, so I won't leak her secret." Having this thought he nodded his head, with a strange-looking smile on his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Min angrily asked.

Of course Fan Yao could not tell her what he thought was funny; thereupon he busily gesticulated, telling her that Ku Toutuo would do his best to protect the Princess, that he would accompany the Princess even going to the dragon's pool or tiger's cave. Zhao Min did not speak anymore; she quietly led the way, and very soon they had arrived at the gate of the inn where Zhang Wuji stayed.

Fan Yao was secretly surprised, "Junzhu is really resourceful, she knew exactly where Jiaozhu stays," he thought, while following her entering the inn.

Zhao Min asked the innkeeper, "We are looking for a guest by the surname of Zeng." Turned out when he checked into the inn Zhang Wuji was using his fake name, Zeng Aniu. The innkeeper went inside to inform the guest.

Zhang Wuji was sitting in meditation, circulating his internal energy, waiting for the fire signal at the Wan An Temple to render his assistance; when suddenly he heard someone was looking for him. He felt strange, but he went out anyway. Arriving at the reception room he saw the visitors were Zhao Min and Fan Yao. "Not good!" he silently groaned, "Looks like Miss Zhao has exposed Fan Youshi's identity and now she is here to deal with me." He had no choice but step forward and cup his fists, "I didn't know Miss Zhao was here; please forgive me for not welcoming you," he said.

Zhao Min said, "It's not convenient to talk in here. What do you say we go to the small restaurant over there and have three cups of wine?"

"Very well," Zhang Wuji did not have any choice but to agree.

Zhao Min was still leading the way; she was the first to leave the inn. They walked past five shops before they finally arrived at a small restaurant. There were several tables made of rough wood planks scattered sparsely inside the restaurant, with wooden tubes of chopsticks on the tables. It was already late in the evening; there was no other guest inside the restaurant. Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji sat facing each other. Fan Yao made some hand signals, saying that he was going to drink some wine on the outer hall. Zhao Min nodded her head; she called the waiter and ordered a bowl of hot pot with three catties of fresh mutton, plus two catties of white wine.

Zhang Wuji's heart was full of suspicions; he thought she was a princess, yet she went to this dirty little restaurant to eat mutton soup with him. He wondered what kind of trick she was playing.

Zhao Min poured out two cups of wine. She took the cup in front of Zhang Wuji; drank it a little and said with a smile, "There is no poison in this wine; set your heart at peace and have a drink."