The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 432: Mother of Hua Nishang_1

Chapter 432: Chapter 432: Mother of Hua Nishang_1

"Ah? Miss Hua, you were drowning just now; I was giving you artificial respiration... I, I didn’t mean to."

Ning Fan’s face suddenly turned red as he quickly explained.

"Hee hee, you didn’t mean to? So you’ve been plotting this for a long time, you’ve been coveting my beauty for quite a while, and you finally found your chance, right?" Hua Nishang purposely said.

"Miss Hua, I’ll say it again, it wasn’t on purpose." Ning Fan’s face darkened.

"Eh? You get angry so easily? I was just joking! You even blushed? Hee hee, of course I know you were saving me, but saving me and kissing me aren’t mutually exclusive... Although this was my first kiss, don’t worry, I won’t use that to blackmail you."

Hua Nishang said cheerfully, but her laughter seemed more like she was trying to hide her embarrassment.

Ning Fan inwardly felt a bit surprised.

From the very start, Hua Nishang’s impression of him had been that she was a rather casual, or perhaps a more liberated woman.

But who would have known that this was Hua Nishang’s first kiss?

However, Ning Fan thought again that since Hua Nishang had been through life and death because of him twice already, she probably wouldn’t lie to him about such a matter.

With a wry smile in his heart, Ning Fan picked up Hua Nishang again and, paying no further attention to this topic, walked towards the small wooden cabin by the grove on the shore.

"Is anyone there?" Ning Fan knocked on the door.

No response.

Ning Fan, holding Hua Nishang in one arm, pushed the door open with the other.

Whoosh!

The moment Ning Fan pushed the door, something small shot towards his face like lightning.

Ning Fan dodged by turning his head.

The tiny object whooshed past Ning Fan’s scalp and pierced through several large trees behind him, flying off to parts unknown.

The force behind this small object was no less than a sniper bullet.

Ning Fan looked closely into the wooden hut and saw an old woman with disheveled hair and deformed limbs lying on the ground, looking up at him, and then she spat out something.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

One after another, tiny objects shot out like sniper bullets toward Ning Fan’s face.

Ning Fan, still holding Hua Nishang with one hand, extended the other hand to rapidly catch all the small objects in his hand like lightning.

Upon closer inspection, these tiny objects turned out to be jujube pits.

An old woman, spitting out jujube pits from her mouth, had power comparable to sniper bullets?

Ning Fan couldn’t help but look at the old woman in amazement.

The old woman looked back at Ning Fan with even greater astonishment.

She knew all too well how powerful her jujube spit technique was, and yet this young man in front of her caught them all with his bare hands?

"Young man, who are you? Why have you come here? Did that bastard Hua Wanliu send you to kill me?" The old woman’s expression fluctuated as she stared at Ning Fan.

"Elder, do I look like I’m here to kill someone? But you, not a word and you attack." Ning Fan slightly frowned and turned to protect Hua Nishang who he was holding.

However, this movement attracted the old woman’s gaze even more.

"Nishang?!"

When the old woman’s eyes fell on Hua Nishang’s face, she exclaimed in shock and lost composure.

"Who are you?" Hua Nishang asked in confusion.

"I, I, I am your mother!" The old woman cried out bitterly, trying to lift her disheveled hair from her face.

But her hands were deformed into an abnormal backward joint, rendering her unable to reach her face.

The old woman, frustrated and angry, let out a roar, her Inner Strength burst out, creating a powerful gust of wind on the ground, which rebounded and blew the hair in front of her to the back.

Only then did her entire face become visible.

"Mom!"

Upon clearly seeing the old woman’s face, Hua Nishang’s whole body shook, and she shouted out as if she saw a ghost, "Mom, you, you, are you human or ghost? Didn’t you die three years ago?"

The old woman’s eyes immediately turned red with grief as she said, "Three years ago, I almost did die. That damned Hua Wanliu attacked and killed your father, severely wounded me, broke my arms and legs, twisted them into these deformities, and then threw me into the Cold Ice Pool... heaven took pity on me, as I sank to the bottom, a current carried me here..."

It turned out this old woman’s name was Yuan Hongmian, and she was Hua Nishang’s mother.

Three years ago, in order to seize the position of Valley Master of Myriad Flowers Valley, Hua Wanliu attacked and murdered Hua Nishang’s father, who was also Hua Wanliu’s older brother Hua Wanhai, and left Yuan Hongmian for dead in the Cold Ice Pool. Yuan Hongmian luckily survived, was carried here by the current, hence, she lived.

All this was kept from Hua Nishang, who had always believed that her parents were killed by powerful invaders three years ago.

Meanwhile, for these past three years, Yuan Hongmian had struggled to survive in this valley beneath the pool, with her hands and feet deformed like they were useless; she relied on the jujube trees in the forest for subsistence, and had mastered the deadly skill of killing with jujube pits propelled by her Inner Strength.

"Mom!"

"My daughter!"

After the mother and daughter clarified everything, they recognized each other and embraced tightly, both shedding tears.

After a long while, Yuan Hongmian and Hua Nishang finally calmed their emotions somewhat.

Hua Nishang then roughly explained to Yuan Hongmian how she and Ning Fan were forced off a cliff by Hua Wanliu and how they luckily ended up here.

"That damned Hua Wanliu, I must flay him and cut him into pieces!"

After hearing everything, Yuan Hongmian was so angry that she ground her teeth and then glared at Ning Fan, saying, "You lousy kid, if it weren’t for you needing to be saved, how would my daughter have fallen into this Cold Ice Pool? You almost killed my daughter!"

Yuan Hongmian glared at Ning Fan.

"Mom, it’s not Ning Fan’s fault. Ning Fan is my fiancé, if I don’t save him, who will?" Hua Nishang spoke up quickly.

"Fiancé?" Yuan Hongmian was taken aback.