
He's chasing me?
What exactly does he want to do?
Is he going to catch me just because I'm staring at him?
The girl wondered in her heart.
Hua Zu was still looking at her with a flat face.
And the girl looked back at him with both eyes wide open.
"Are you spying on me?" Hua Zu asked as he squinted his eyes.
What's he saying, watching?
The girl stepped back away from Hua Zu with trembling legs.
No, interior. He has misunderstood!
Everyone now knew who the black-haired Hua Zu was.
Shasho!
A robber and a murderer.
Which girl would not tremble when faced with the black-haired Hua Zu?
But Hua Zu looked at the unease as a sign someone was lying.
"Yes!" Hua Zu concluded. "You're spying on me" he said, ambushing the girl's wrist.
"No, let go of me!" the girl screeched in fear as Hua Zu dragged her away from the crowd. "Please!"
Hua Zu did not pry.
"Whoever, please!" the girl screamed at the crowd of people who had just come out of the courthouse grounds. But since the crowd was afraid of Hua Zu and the Shashou, they only glanced at him cursively and passed away hurriedly. No one dared to deal with those dagger sects, especially Hua Zu.
The girl jerked her hand, trying to break away from Hua Zu's grip. But the young man's grip was as hard as steel-not the slightest loosening. That action only made his wrist even more painful. The girl grimaced and almost cried.
Hua Zu only glanced at her with a flat look. While their steps had reached a narrow alley among the rubble of a building far from the crowd.
At the end of the alley, there is a large shanty building like a long abandoned house of worship, in which it is used as a place for beggars to live, scavengers and other poor fakirs-along with the robbers.
The girl gulped knowing that reality. This place is more like a refuge, he thought bitterly. He looked around, watching the faces of the people who were staring at him from their respective stalls.
A boy about nine years old touched the girl's hand with a smile.
The girl knitted her eyebrows while smiling back and stretched out her hand, letting the boy reach her.
Hua Zu realized that, then jerked his grip, keeping the girl away from the child.
The girl shrieked in surprise and looked at Hua Zu with wide eyes clueless.
The little boy gasped and ran away from them. But Hua Zu managed to ambush him.
The girl scrunched her forehead.
Hua Zu snatched the boy's hand and snatched something from his grasp.
My bracelet, the girl realized.
The little boy just stole his bracelet and he didn't notice it.
Hua Zu returned the bracelet to her while the little boy managed to escape - more precisely left to escape.
The girl blinked as she licked her lower lip, stared at Hua Zu's face for a moment and bowed.
Hua Zu again sighed his hand and walked quickly through the stall after stall without speaking.
In the room was a large table in the middle of the room - it looked like a meeting table, around which were sitting five men in a very sharp look.
The five men were Hua Zu's other comrades from the native youth alliance.
The five men turned their heads towards the door and gasped at Hua Zu's arrival.
"Whoa--since when did you become a fucker?" one of them asked in surprise.
"I'm Shashou--si rogues, did you forget?" sahut Hua Zu flat.
"Ah, yah-a vile robber, a cold-blooded murderer," his friend chimed in. "Are you also c a b u l now?"
Hua Zu did not reply. He threw the girl into the middle of the room and threw her on the floor.
The girl fell down and nodded. His chest seemed to explode.
"By the way-welcome back, Hua Zu!" one of the other men said. "Somehow, but I know Bastard Kaida always comes back."
The five men moved from their respective places and joined near Hua Zu.
"I'm not a spy," the girl's rogue scream, then glared at Hua Zu. His fear had turned into anger due to the pain all over his body.
"Hey, little cat has claws," one of Hua Zu's friends laughed teasingly at him.
Hua Zu snorted and grinned, but said nothing.
"I thought you escaped for taking her as a hostage," one of the men beside her said as she squinted, looking at Hua Zu and the girl alternately with a questionable look.
Two of them approached and one of them crouched down in front of the girl.
The girl shuffled away while rebuking him as well, "Don't touch me!"
"Whoa—calm!" the man raised both his hands on the side of his head. "I swear I won't hurt you" he said quickly. Then stretched out his hand with the dramatic attitude of a noble. "Are you hurt?" he asked gently to persuade—not to be less dramatic.
"No," said the girl slightly softened as she stared doubtfully at the man in front of her, then accepted her hand a little timidly.
The dramatic man smiled dramatically, then pulled him to his feet. "My name is Aiguo" he said.
Hua Zu bought up in response to his partner's behavior.
"What's your name?" Aiguo continued as he pulled the girl's hand close to his face.
"Xi Xia," the girl replied as she pulled her hand from Aiguo's grasp, then looked around, watching the faces of the man in front of her in an agitated manner.
"Are you Luoji's man?" the other man chimed in while observing the bracelets and jade on Xi Xia's belt.
Such jewelry is very rarely worn by women Yuoji. After all, the girl was wearing silk hanfu under her cloak.
"No," Xi Xia replied quickly. "I'm from Naseli," he said as he looked at the man beside Hua Zu with a nervous look on his face.
Hua Zu was still silent. Naseli is a dead village, his inner cynic.
"Please let me go, sir!" the girl cupped her hands together in front of her face. "At least let me see him one last time" he asked Aiguo.
Hua Zu crossed his hands in front of his chest with a bored look. The classic reason women, he thought.
"Tomorrow my master is executed," sobbed Xi Xia with an unarticulated grief.
Hua Zu furrowed his brows, then exchanged glances with his comrades.
"Are you one of the followers of Hua Zu Naseli?" hua Zu's friend asked.
"Yes, Sir!" xi Xia replied a little too enthusiastically.
The whole room exchanged looks.
"And stop calling me master" said the man beside Hua Zu. "If you're a Yuoji, you should know there's no master but the Great God."