The next day at noon, the Centipede Woman walked out of New Land, looking utterly dispirited.
From midday yesterday, through dusk and the night, until dawn, the Centipede Woman had several times contemplated killing Ma Wu, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. This was the talent Feng Daiku had gifted Ma Wu.
Approaching the wild boar, the Centipede Woman quivered as she spoke, "Because I fell under his technique, things have turned out this way. You mustn't tell anyone else about this."
The wild boar snorted with a laugh, "Whatever you have to say, tell it to your mother. I've already informed her."
The Centipede Woman's complexion turned ashen as she asked, "What did my mother say?"
"She said you've totally disgraced her, and she's going to kill you, you worthless bitch. You better prepare to die."
The Centipede Woman's face was stricken with terror, "Why did you have to tell my mother? Can't you keep your big mouth shut?"
