âYou mean me? Iâm definitely one of the strongest,â she grinned. Feng Xiu suffered some major injuries however: A broken left arm, several fractured ribs, and a broken right foot. She also had several cuts but they were nothing too serious.
âAh great! I didnât know if Yue Jin was going to come back with something to eat, so Iâm glad you came.â She used her good arm to reach for the spoon, so to pick up a spoonful of the soup. It was lifted to her mouth, blowing it gently before gulping down the liquid. Immediately, however, she shook her head with her face twisting into a sour look.Â
âAagh! Ech!â She sticks her tongue out, open mouthed, her head shaking once more with a single cough. Her head shook for the third time until her tongue stuck out again. âW-What kind of tea house serves bitter soup like that?!â She certainly wasnât a fan of bitterness.
He let out a small laugh, before shaking his head at the damage dealt towards his old friend. He was tempted to unwrap and peek at the wounds, but her sudden cough made him stop in his tracks.
âIt has healing properties, woman!â he exclaimed. âYou just have to gulp it down instead of taking spoonfuls of it, itâs good for you.â













