(Part 3)
Of course Bwe Kim became so angry and well she was the daughter of a high nobility so she could threaten her husband. If it was not because of her husband’s dread of Ciok-, surely Bwe Kim’s life would become more miserable.
But Bwe Kim could suppress the misery of her heart, even she was comforted seeing the coldness of her hated husband. Instead, she advised her husband to keep as many young wives as possible so that she could avoid the harassment of her rich husband. Indeed, at that time, it was better to be the wife of a bad man than to be a young widow because this would lower her name. Being a wife meant getting a safe shelter, even though her husband was a bad man.
Now Bwe Kim invited a smart martial-art teacher to theach Lian Hong martial arts. Apparently this little girl was so talented so that her teacher felt awe and also proud. Unfortunately, this martial-art teacher had only ordinary martial-art skills.
When Lian Hong was nine years old, one day in a flower garden where she practiced martial art under the guidance of the martial-art teacher, she was practicing a swordsman stance with a wooden sword. The swordsman stance playing was the swordsman stance of a beautiful movement belonged to Bu-tong-pai branch, but to the eyes of an expert, what was tought by the martial-art teacher to the little girl was not the foundation but just the development of swordsman stances which was beautifully seen but useless in combat.
“Well, now you follow my earlier movements!” said the martial-art teacher to Lian Hong who had been looking with awe.
By the time the little girl was about to practice, suddenly from the top of the flower garden wall was floating down a man whose bad clothes but his face was handsome and dashing. Both of his feet lightly down onto the ground in front of the Liong martial-art teacher.
“Eh, who are you and what do you mean to come here?” snapped she Liong martial-art teacher to this man.
This man only smiled mockingly and said, “What kind person of you wants to teach martial arts to my daughter? It’s insane! Listen, from now on, every time of teaching you have, you just stand here then I will teach her! Understand?!”
“Uh …. god damn it …. who are you ….?”
“You can call me Pat-jiu Kiam-ong!”
The martial-art teacher whose his she Liong looked with wide-eyed face and his mouth dazed and his face was as pale as if he had seen a demon during the day, “Pat …. pat jiu …. kiam-ong ….? Is …. is it for real?” he asked stammer and still did not believe it.
“Just be quiet and don’t move!” Pat-jiu Kiam-ong said as he tapped the shoulder of she Liong’s martial teacher. Immediately at that time the man was also standing stiff like a stone statue as he had been struck by a shrewd from Pat-jiu Kiam-ong.
This man, i.e Pat-jiu Kiam-ong (the Eight-Handed King of Sword) was actually none other than Ong Han Cu himself. In his overseas, he had succeeded in on the peak of Mount Liong-cu-san and had learned the swordsman stances to perfection. In fact he had taken a female disciple namely Nyo Siang Lan who was taken by him to Mount Liong-cu-san and educated high-ranked martial arts.
On that day, he left his disciple practicing alone on that mountain and went down to the kingdom’s capital to go to his father-in-law’s house. He had no intention of harassing, just because he felt so missing to his wife, especially his daughter, so he wanted to see them.
He did not get angry when he heard that his wife was married again with a tycoon, because he knew that this would be the will of his ex-father-in-law. He also knew that the position of a young widow was not so good, then the marriage could only make her take a few deep breaths.
However, the missing for her daughter grew larger and larger and eventually he then searched for the tycoon’s house who now became Bwe Kim’s husband. From the results of his investigation, he obtained information that this rich family’s daughter named Lian Hong practiced martial art every evening in the flower garden where was behind the house. Because it was his intention just to see his daughter, then on that day he deliberately jumped over the wall fence behind the house and accidentally at that time he saw a very beautiful little girl was trained martial art by a martial teacher whose ordinary ability.
Lian Hong, who saw this warrior’s deed, became amazed but she did not show any fear, even looked with her eyes which was as clear as the hong bird. Ong Han Cu wanted to hug her daughter so much, but he held back this desire and smiled sweetly and kindly to the little girl.
“Your name is Lian Hong, isn’t it?” finally after being able to suppress his heart’s compassion he asked softly.
Lian Hong nodded in surprise and asked, “Old man, what are doing to Liong-? Why does he become as stiff as a statue?”
Pat-jiu Kiam-ong laughed, “It’s okay, don’t you worry, nice girl. This she Liong is just got his bloodstream hit by me so as not to make any fuss.”
“Actually, what do you mean to come here and make Liong-suhu being helpless?” asked Lian Hong.
“Sweet child, there is no use in learning to such a person. Do you want to learn high martial arts?”
Lian Hong was a very smart kid. Seeing the man’s actions to her suhu, she could guess that this person must be a high-skilled man, so she nodded.
“Good,” Ong Han Cu said, “Then from now on let me replace this guy teaching martial art to you!” he paused, looked sharply at the little girl then asked, “Do you want to be my disciple?”
Lian Hong hesitated, “I … I really want to learn martial art, but … I don’t know who you are, , so it is good to ask my mom first!” as she said so, the girl was about to run but Pat-jiu Kiam-ong once jumped in front of her blocking her path. The little girl was shocked because she did not know how this old man suddenly had been in front of her.
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