Li Banfeng said, "And then, because her achievents were too great and overshadowed her superiors, she was thrown into the dungeon?"
"Yes. Inside the dungeon, she lived a life worse than a dog’s."
"And then there was war again, and Zhao Xiaowan was sent to the battlefield?"
"Yes. You see how subservient she was? Told to go to war, she just went, fighting with all her might!"
"And then she died on the battlefield?"
His wife laughed for a long while. "If she had died on the battlefield, it would have been a decent end; she wouldn’t have lived her life in vain. But she was betrayed by her own subordinates. She didn’t die at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of her own people! Tell , how worthless is this wretch’s life? Don’t you think her life is a joke?"
Li Banfeng remained silent for a long ti, suddenly feeling a surge of sadness for Zhao Xiaowan.
But even with all this sadness, he couldn’t spare her now.
His wife’s vengeance must be exacted.
The situation at Iron Gate Fort must be broken!
"Wife, I’ve made up my mind. We must deal with this House Spirit."
"Husband, are you truly doing this to avenge your Little Servant?"
"Truly!" Li Banfeng answered very decisively.
"Husband, if you have this intention, then I... I am content. Husband, truly, don’t go..." His wife’s voice shook, and her entire body trembled.
Li Banfeng looked at his wife and calmly asked, "Wife, can you really swallow this grievance?"
"Your Little Servant can withstand it, your Little Servant, your Little Servant..."
HUFF. HUFF. HUFF.
Steam billowed out, its speed quickening.
The Phonograph spun rapidly, the drumbeats growing more urgent.
Lurid flas reflected off the mirror surface. Throughout the main room, the flash of swords, the clamor of battle, and unceasing cries and shouts of killing filled the air.
"Your Little Servant can’t bear it! Dying at anyone else’s hands would be fine, but dying at that wretch’s hands—your Little Servant cannot bear it!" his wife suddenly roared. "Day and night, I dream of killing that wretch! Even in my dreams, I want to kill her!"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "The ti has co. We’ll act now. I’ll first find a way to lure that House Spirit into our room. The rest will depend on our abilities as husband and wife."
"Husband, how can you lure her into the room?"
"The sa old thod. I’ll call her by her na in person, to make her recognize as her master."
"She cannot see, nor hear. How would she know you called her na?"
This matter was sothing Li Banfeng had seriously considered.
"I’ll touch her first."
"Husband!" Flas three feet high shot out of the Phonograph’s case as it roared, "Why would you touch that wretch?"
"Wife, calm your anger."
As soon as this old grudge was ntioned, his wife clearly beca extrely agitated.
"I will write on her body, write her na, and she will naturally understand my intentions."
His wife cald down after a while, the flas slowly retreating back into the Phonograph’s case.
"That is indeed a thod, but that wretch has a violent temperant. If you touch her as soon as you enter, you are bound to suffer. She might strike you directly."
"If she attacks, I’ll leave imdiately. That’s all." Li Banfeng had seen what happened to Han Juncheng and was already prepared to flee.
"Husband, if you wait for her to attack before you flee, it will be too late. She is one of the Traveling Cultivator Leaders. Although her Soul is not complete and her physique is weak, in terms of agility, you’re definitely not her match. With your current cultivation level, to deal with this wretch, you must rely on wit, not force. Perhaps, Husband, you can cater to her tastes and bring her so gifts to let her lower her guard first."
Gifts?
What kind of gift would suit such a lofty woman?
It must be tasteful.
It must be evocative.
It must complent her temperant, especially her imposing presence as a Military General.
Li Banfeng thought for a mont and asked, "What about Ocean Dollars?"
His wife thought about it and expressed approval. "That wretch truly loves money. Ocean Dollars are indeed good, but since she cannot see, I’m afraid they won’t be enough to sway her."
Unable to see or hear, a Music Box or the like would likely be unsuitable.
What kind of gift would be right for her?
Li Banfeng rembered the scene of his wife’s first eting with Zhao Xiaowan.She had said she slled Rouge on his wife.
"Wife, what do you think if I send so Rouge to her?"
The Phonograph beca angry again. "Husband, how can you send Rouge to that wretch? Don’t you know that Rouge isn’t sothing to be given away casually?"
"Wife, calm down!"
It’s said that the hatred for the murder of one’s father is the greatest, but Li Banfeng felt that the hatred for being personally slain was even more terrifying.His wife’s emotions beca extrely volatile.
"I’m giving her Rouge to gain her favor, to make her temporarily lower her guard."
GASP. GASP.
After catching her breath for a long while, his wife cald down again. "Don’t buy overly expensive Rouge; just get so cheap kind from the street."
"Wife, I’m serious about this. Buying good Rouge will make it easier to sway her."
"She doesn’t like fine Rouge. The cheap, common kind sold on the streets is exactly to her liking."
Li Banfeng comforted her, "Wife, don’t be upset about this. Are you still holding a grudge because she said you used two-cent Rouge?"
His wife retorted angrily, "So what if I use two-cent Rouge? She herself would treasure even one-cent Rouge! We’re both of such lowly status; what right does she have to criticize ?"
Li Banfeng nodded. "I’ll prepare the Rouge. What other gifts would be suitable?"
After careful thought, his wife said, "That wretch loves vanity. Bring her so flowers—the more fragrant, the better."
Flowers.
Simple enough.
Li Banfeng actually did know a flower seller.
"Husband, prepare the gifts well. Don’t rush to act. Wait until that formidable aura of hers weakens a little before you approach her."
Li Banfeng nodded. "I’ve noted it down."
"Husband, if you feel her aura intensifying, retreat to the house imdiately, as fast as you can. Just get back here. We can discuss how you’ll get out again once you’re back."
"Rest assured, Wife."
"Husband, that wretch is small-minded. When you write on her, don’t write on any vital spots, lest you anger her."
"Don’t worry, I know the proper limits."
"Husband, that wretch is very concerned about face. Be polite to her and absolutely do not argue with her."
"She can’t even hear. How could I argue with her?"
"Husband, that wretch genuinely loves money. When you bring the gifts, take Silver Yuan too. Even if she can’t see them, she might be able to sll them."
"Alright, I’ll take them."
"Husband, you must rember, that wretch is not Zhao Xiaowan."
Li Banfeng was surprised. "Then what is her na?"
"That wretch’s na is Hong Ying."
"Hong Ying? Hong Ying... Hong, Red Tassel Spear?" Li Banfeng was dumbfounded.
"There are many erroneous rumors in the world. Hong Ying isn’t a spear; she’s just proficient with a Long Spear."
"She’s not Zhao Xiaowan?"
"No," his wife answered very confidently.
"Then who is Zhao Xiaowan?"
His wife fell into silence again.
Li Banfeng rembered the first ti he ntioned the na Zhao Xiaowan in front of his wife; she had also remained silent for a long ti.
When calling out the na in front of a House Spirit, if the spirit doesn’t resist, it ans recognition of its master.
His wife knew how to fight.
Once, in the Little Yellow River, Li Banfeng encountered a group of Lost Souls who looked like soldiers. At that ti, they had been very submissive before his wife.
Could it be...
"Wife, are you..."
"Husband!" From the Phonograph, that song ’Sweetheart’ drifted out again. The singing was still so tender, but his wife’s speech had beco slightly stamred, "You are your Little Servant’s master, my pi-pillar of support, Husband! Your Little Servant’s revenge can be foregone, but Husband, you must return safely!"
PS: Honest people don’t tell lies; yesterday’s Chapter was nuclear! Everyone, tomorrow is the 1st. Please give all your guaranteed monthly tickets to Shala!
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