Hold Tight to the Female Lead's Thigh [Transmigration GL] - Episode 41
As soon as Taohua opened her eyes, she saw Guan Fusha staring intently at the wound on her arm with a grim expression, as if trying to see right through it. Taohua froze for a moment before realizing what Guan Fusha had meant by “taking a look” earlier, while she herself had been lost in wild thoughts. Her face flushed even redder with embarrassment.
Guan Fusha took out the small blue porcelain bottle from last time and sprinkled some medicinal powder onto the wound. Her movements were so gentle, as if handling the most precious treasure in the world.
Frowning slightly, she chided softly, “See? I told you not to move around earlier, and now it’s bleeding again.”
“Sorry,” Taohua pouted, though inwardly she grumbled that it was Guan Fusha who hadn’t made herself clear.
After applying the medicine, Guan Fusha fetched a clean white cloth from the room’s cabinet and carefully re-bandaged the wound.
Taohua moved her arm slightly and felt that the pain had lessened after the medicine was applied.
“Don’t move,” Guan Fusha quickly stopped her. “If the wound starts bleeding again, it’ll be troublesome.”
“Mm,” Taohua gave her a sweet smile and was about to put her clothes back on when Guan Fusha suddenly grabbed her hand, stopping her. Taohua looked at her in confusion. “Senior Sister?”
Guan Fusha’s sharp eyes had caught another wound on Taohua’s back. It was shallow, not as large as the one on her arm, and had already begun to heal.
“How did you get this wound? Didn’t you say they didn’t lay a hand on you?” Guan Fusha immediately sat by the bed, holding Taohua’s shoulders to examine the wound closely.
“Uh… that was…” Panic flashed in Taohua’s eyes. This wound was from when Yan Hong had ambushed her from behind as she fled the Beikun Sect. What should she do? Should she tell Guan Fusha the truth?
Although the two were close friends, Yan Hong’s recent behavior had been truly bizarre. First, she had made that kind of “proposal” to her in the punishment hall, then attacked her from behind while she was desperately trying to escape, and even revealed all of Guan Fusha’s plans—almost as if she were deliberately trying to turn Taohua against Guan Fusha…
“Junior Sister?” Guan Fusha looked at Taohua, who had suddenly fallen into deep thought, and asked with concern, “What are you thinking about so intently?”
“Nothing… nothing.” After a pause, Taohua couldn’t shake the feeling that Yan Hong’s behavior was just too strange. With the plot now completely derailed, she couldn’t guarantee what Yan Hong might do in the future.
After a moment of contemplation, Taohua felt it was too difficult to keep hiding the truth. It would be better to confess to Guan Fusha sooner rather than later. That way, even if Yan Hong had some ulterior motives, they could be stopped in time. “Senior Sister, there’s something I need to tell you.”
Guan Fusha was busy tending to the wound on Taohua’s shoulder and didn’t look up. “Hmm? What is it?”
Though she had made up her mind, thinking about how close the two were made it hard for Taohua to speak up. “It’s about Hall Master Yan Hong.”
Hearing Yan Hong’s name, Guan Fusha stopped what she was doing and asked, “About Yan Hong? What do you want to say?”
“Actually…” Just as Taohua was about to reveal everything, a knock at the door interrupted her.
“Guardian, this humble servant has urgent news to report.” A’Tian’s voice came from outside the door.
“Wait a moment, I’ll be right there.” A’Tian coming to report at this hour likely meant something had gone wrong during Yan Hong’s negotiations with the Tianlun Sect.
Guan Fusha didn’t dare delay. After swiftly bandaging Peach Blossom’s wounds, she helped her put on clothes to prevent her from catching a chill, then instructed, “Junior sister, I have urgent matters to attend to now. Wait here for my return.”
Peach Blossom understood the situation was critical. Besides, Yan Hong’s matter wasn’t something that needed immediate attention. She nodded and said, “Mm, I understand. Senior sister, please go quickly.”
“Mm.” As soon as Guan Fusha opened the door, A’Tian, who had been waiting outside, immediately approached and whispered in her ear.
Guan Fusha’s expression instantly turned grave. She immediately gathered her energy and leaped onto the treetops, using her qinggong to swiftly head toward the Tianlun Sect.
In just moments, she had disappeared from Peach Blossom’s sight.
Guan Fusha headed straight for the main hall of the Tianlun Sect. As soon as she stepped into the front courtyard, she noticed the unusually tense atmosphere inside. The two groups seemed ready to clash at any moment, with swords drawn and bows tense.
The guards in the front courtyard, seeing Guan Fusha descend from the sky with graceful poise and an incomparably beautiful face, momentarily thought a celestial maiden had descended to earth. Their legs weakened, and they thudded to their knees, exclaiming in disbelief, “A fairy… it’s a fairy descending to earth!”
The commotion drew the attention of those gathered in the main hall. Everyone’s eyes immediately turned outward, focusing on the composed Guan Fusha.
The Tianlun Sect Leader, furious, slammed his hand heavily on the wooden table, which instantly shattered into splinters. He roared, “How dare you! What nonsense are you spouting!”
Guan Fusha, as comfortable as if she were in her own home, leisurely walked into the main hall. Without waiting for an invitation from the Tianlun Sect members, she directly took the seat of honor among the guests.
She picked up a teacup and took a light sip, smiling as she said, “Your disciples haven’t seen much of the world, Sect Leader Li. There’s no need to blame them.”
“You…!” Sect Leader Li was so enraged he could barely speak. “You… you witch! Flaunting your looks to seduce men everywhere utterly shameless!”
Yan Hong, sitting nearby, couldn’t help but laugh. “Sect Leader Li, you’re quite skilled at slandering others. Just now, it was your disciples who lost their minds at the sight of our Guardian. And you have the nerve to say ‘shameless’? It seems you didn’t get much education in your youth.”
After she finished speaking, everyone present couldn’t hold back their laughter.
“What are you laughing at! Do you really think I haven’t studied?!” Sect Leader Li turned and roared at his own disciples.
How outrageous! He couldn’t control the Night God Cult members, but even his own people dared to mock him?!
Hearing this, everyone laughed again. Only Sect Leader Li’s aged face flushed red with fury.
Guan Fusha stood up and straightened her sleeves. She had no intention of wasting more words on this old man—her junior sister was still waiting for her.
“Sect Leader Li, let’s speak plainly. I’ll get straight to the point,” Guan Fusha said to him. “The matter of colluding with the Northern Kingdom to smuggle prohibited goods was not done by our cult. We’ve merely been made scapegoats.”
“Hmph!” Sect Leader Li sat back down and snorted heavily. “You say it wasn’t you, so it wasn’t?”
“I have brought the evidence,” Guan Fusha said, pointing to the man kneeling in the center of the hall, bound tightly. “He is the evidence.”
After a brief pause, Guan Fusha continued, “I’m sure he looks familiar to everyone, as he is the hall master of our Night God Cult and, at the same time, a spy sent by the Green Forest Gang to infiltrate our ranks.”
Her words caused an uproar among the crowd.
Although the Green Forest Gang had some reputation in the underworld, it was far from matching the influence of the Night God Cult. The history between the two factions dated back several decades.
At that time, relations between the Green Forest Gang and the Night God Cult were relatively amicable. To strengthen their friendship, the current leader of the Green Forest Gang, then the young master of the gang, personally visited to propose marriage, hoping to wed the Night God Cult’s Holy Maiden.
However, not only was the proposal rejected, but he was also crippled by the former Night God Cult leader, losing the use of his legs permanently. From then on, the two factions became hostile. After the old gang leader passed away, the Green Forest Gang gradually declined, its reputation fading.
As for the details of what happened, with the deaths of the former cult leader and the Holy Maiden, and no one daring to mention the incident in front of the Green Forest Gang leader, the truth remained unknown to all.
Squinting, the Tianlun Sect leader stroked his beard and looked at the man kneeling on the ground. “Are you from the Green Forest Gang?”
The kneeling man lowered his head and remained silent.
Guan Fusha glanced at him and said to the Tianlun Sect leader, “He is a spy sent by the Green Forest Gang to infiltrate our cult. I had long suspected his identity, but unfortunately, the elders in our cult were blind to the truth and promoted him to the position of hall master. This gave him the opportunity to exploit the Night God Cult’s name for the Green Forest Gang’s schemes and sow discord, hoping to incite your righteous alliance to destroy us.”