Girl with Flying Weapons by Aya Ling

Author:Aya Ling [Ling, Aya]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2013-12-14T00:00:00+00:00

The parlour was a spacious hall with low mahogany chairs lining both sides of the hall. In the back centre, a larger chair was placed for the master of the house. Here sat Shue Song, his lips tightly pressed. His right hand was gripping his knee, and he looked tired and frustrated. On the left sat his sons and daughter, and Fang looked particularly distressed. Lynn had her hand on his elbow and was glaring at the guests.

On the right side was the magistrate, who was leaning back on his chair with an air of irritation. His expression indicated that he disliked being here and wanted to get the matter over with quickly. Near him was an elderly woman dressed in a rumpled grey robe. Her hair, streaked with white, was messily combed and tendrils were hanging out of her bun. On the left side sat Manager Liang and two other men, presumably from Duel of Death as well. One of them was the co-manager—Hong recognised him from his massive size. The other was a short but muscular young man with an egg-shaped head.

"I demand justice be done!" the old woman shouted. "It was my only son. My only support left in life!"

Fang started to speak, but Shue held up his hand.

"Mrs. Yao, please calm down," Shue said. "I'm terribly sorry to hear of your loss, but there is no proof that Fang committed the crime."

"He was found with my son's body!" shrieked Mrs. Yao, her shrill voice seeming to pierce the roof. "I tell you, I don't care what happens to me. I have no fear as I am going to die soon anyway. But I want to see my son's life avenged!"

Shue looked towards the magistrate. "Who saw my son with the body?"

"Little Tiger did," Manager Liang said, indicating the young man with an egg-shaped head. "I sent him to Yao's and he found your son kneeling over the dead body."

Little Tiger nodded. "Yao was late for his match, so Master Liang had me fetch him."

"Was there a weapon?" Ping suddenly asked.

"Er…" Little Tiger scratched his head.

"Then the death must be of some other cause," Ping said. "It seems impossible that my brother could kill a prized fighter without a weapon. Maybe it was a heart attack? What did the autopsy say?"

"Poison!" screamed the old woman. "My son may be the best fighter in town, but what can he do against lowly tricks?"

"Excuse me," Lynn said sharply. "There is no proof that my brother used poison. Besides, what could he gain from your son's death? Fang never knew him."

"Because he believes Yao killed his friend's wife," Manager Liang said smoothly. "He was avenging his friend."

Shue Song sat up straight. Lynn's jaw fell. Hong clenched her fists and let go. How did they know about Opal's death?

"Are you… referring to Chow's wife?" Shue said slowly.

"My son had never seen that wench since she left him. She was a money-grubber anyway, I didn't think she was a decent sort. You!" Mrs.

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