I'm really not the Saviour! (我唔係救主囖!) [danmei/BL xuanhuan]

22 - Fight me

A/N: Huh, what's this? A Saviour chapter on a day other than Friday? So... I decided with NaNoWriMo and he Writeathon on this month, I wanted to join in some way. But since one requires a new story and the other requires only ONE story... and I have four (Eitsu's Nine Lives only on Wattpad and Scribblehub!), I would instead set myself the challenge of writing at least 8 chapters for each of my 4 stories over the next 5 weeks. To make it possible for myself, I will be posting those 32 chapters at random, so there might be 2 chapters in a row for Saviour and then 1 for each story, followed by 3 for Ginseng and Yew, for example.

Anyway, let's see how long I can keep this up before I pass out. Enjoy!

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"Uh? Huh? Me?"

"Do you see any other Gou Dzings around here?"

"Fair point."

"So?"

"Well, I guess we're pretty comfortable? We're a well-known family..."

"'Comfortable', he says," Chan Bik scoffed. "One of your uncles is an advisor to the King of Sek'seun, isn't he? I've heard Gaam Go mention him."

"A few of my family members are officials, yeah..."

"Geez, what are you being so awkward about?" Cheng Baak-hap waved a piece of pickled white radish at him admonishingly.

"I just... don't want the three of you to feel..."

"That we're poor?" Gaam Yuk Ying asked succinctly, causing Gou Dzing to spit out his tea.

"Just buy us lots of good food with all that money, okay?" Chan Bik suggested cheerfully. "I wouldn't mind my own personal weapon, either.... And some nicer clothes..."

"Uh... Sure..."

"What's your family like, Bik Si-mui?"

"Oh, well Gou Si-hing and Gaam Si-hing have already met them, so they can help me explain, but there's Mother, and Father, and Dad Se-"

"Wait, you have two fathers?"

Gou Dzing helped Chan Bik explain the situation, and Cheng Baak-hap tried hard not to laugh.

"Cheng Si-dze, what about your family?"

"Well... I don't really remember my parents. I arrived at Mount Faa when I was about ten years old, I think. My brother was only very young. Perhaps a few months old?"

Chan Bik almost dropped her chopsticks. "You have a brother?"

"Yes, his name's Baak Gat. He's in the Still Heart School."

"Still Heart?" Gou Dzing asked, eyes gleaming. "What are his skills like?"

"Oh, no, I don't think he's at the level to become a direct disciple, Gou Si-hing. Sorry."

"Why didn't you tell us about him before?" Chan Bik asked quietly.

"We're... not really that close, I guess. I never really see him, and we're ten years apart in age, after all."

"I still can't believe you didn't say anything," Chan Bik grumbled. "Anything else you're hiding?"

"I wasn't 'hiding' anything, Chan Bik."

"Don't get so angry, Si-mui-"

"I'm not angry!"

"I am."

"Why?" Gaam Yuk Ying asked. He was wolfing down most of the food while everyone argued.

"I can't believe Chan Bik accused me of hiding things," Cheng Baak-hap snapped. "I thought we were supposed to be... f-friends. As if I would do something so mean-spirited. Do you think I'm some sort of malicious bitch?"