It turned out he was baiting Wie Kie-hong to exhaust the remaining strength he possessed.
Now, Wie Kie-hong was out of energy, and that's when he began to advance and attack.
TRANG!!! TRANG!!! TRANG!!! TRANG!!! Wie Kie-hong was increasingly forced to retreat.
Many of the White-browed Assassin's attacks wounded various parts of his body.
Wie Kie-hong began to feel overwhelmed. He knew he had to turn the situation around.
He tried to seize the opportunity to counterattack.
His eyes seemed blinded by the blue glow of his father's sword.
As he thought about this, a flash of blue light darted towards him.
Wie Kie-hong immediately threw his body to the side to avoid the attack, then swung his sword with all his might at the White-browed Assassin.
Unexpectedly, the White-browed Assassin easily dodged his attack.
Now, Wie Kie-hong was in a disadvantageous position.
He didn't have time to raise his sword to cover his open defense.
The White-browed Assassin quickly seized the opportunity and slashed his blue sword with all his might towards him.
Wie Kie-hong knew this was the end for him.
But something unexpected happened.
At that moment, Tu Liong shouted at him.
The shout from Tu Liong disrupted the concentration of the White-browed Assassin.
Wie Kie-hong got a chance to avoid the deadly attack.
He managed to see the White-browed Assassin turn and slash Tu Liong's hand off.
His heart suddenly felt as if pierced by an invisible sword.
He immediately shouted. The emotions that had almost faded due to fatigue suddenly exploded with force.
When the White-browed Assassin was turning his back on him.
Without thinking, he immediately thrust his sword at the head of the White-browed Assassin, the sword piercing from the back of the head and emerging at the front.
The White-browed Assassin screamed loudly with a very pitiful voice.
Now everything was over.
Everyone's revenge had been avenged, and he no longer had the strength to stand.
He immediately fell to his knees and lay on the floor as the voice of the nun spoke.
0-0-0
The morning sky was bright blue.
Not a single cloud was visible, a gentle morning breeze carried the refreshing scent of grass.
Unnoticed, a month had passed since the tragic incident at Bu Tiat-cui's house.
At this moment, Wie Kie-hong was kneeling in front of his father's sword, which was planted in the ground.
Behind him stood a gravestone inscribed "Grave of Wie Ceng", in front of it three incense sticks were burning, spreading a fragrant aroma.
Surrounding him were many fruits neatly arranged.
The sound of birds chirping could be faintly heard amidst the chanting of mantras by two people dressed in white, also kneeling on his left and right.
These two were Boh Tan-ping and the nun, the biological child of Tiat Liong-san.
Now Boh Tan-ping looked rather peculiar because he had lost all his hair.
After the battle at Bu Tiat-cui's residence, Boh Tan-ping realized he had served the wrong person.
That had troubled him during the final battle.
Thankfully, Tu Liong did not kill him when given the chance.
He regretted all his actions.
After collapsing weakly, he had intended to use his serrated sword to end his life, but fortunately, the nun came and knelt beside him, gently persuading him to leave the worldly life with her.
After some time, all the death blessing mantras were completed.
Wie Kie-hong immediately stood up.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.
He turned his head and saw Tu Liong.
He wore a long-sleeved silk shirt, his left sleeve hanging empty.
Uncle Tan Po-hai, the manager Eng, and many of Wie Kie-hong's relatives and acquaintances attended the funeral ceremony.
They all stood neatly behind.
Wie Kie-hong looked at them all and smiled.
After the ceremony was over, Tu Liong and Wie Kie-hong seemed to walk together along the edge of the cemetery field.
"Tu toako, how's your shoulder injury?" "It seems it's my fate to lose my right shoulder.
Although Boh Tan-ping didn't manage to cut it off, it was the White-browed Assassin who did.
But don't worry.
Although I'm still not used to it, the wound doesn't hurt as much anymore." They both fell silent for a while as they continued their journey down the hill.
"How's Cu Taiya doing?" "It seems he can no longer be called a great master.
I don't know what the nun Thiat-yan did, but Cu Siauthian seems to have lost his mind.
After knowing his own child became disabled because of his actions, he went insane.
Until now, his fate is unclear, I once offered to look after him, but he insisted on leaving alone.
Someone said they saw him living in a shelter outside the city." Silence again.
Not long after, Tu Liong continued his story, "You were unconscious for a long time.
It's not strange you don't know anything.
After that incident, Bu Tiat-cui's house was temporarily sealed by the police.
Fortunately, Boh Tan-ping explained the actual situation to them.
Otherwise, we might both be in jail right now." "I haven't even had the chance to fulfill my adoptive father's request to go there to gather information." "It seems it's no longer important now." They both continued walking down the hill.
All the guests who attended the funeral ceremony had returned to their respective homes.
Tu Liong and Wie Kie-hong spent the rest of their journey down the hill in silence.
At the foot of the hill, the two prospective monks were seen standing waiting for them, their white clothes fluttering in the gentle breeze.
They looked so pure amidst the murky life of the martial world.
Their faces both appeared radiant and glowing.
It seemed the monastic life had a positive impact on Boh Tan-ping.
Previously, Tu Liong and Wie Kie-hong had never seen him so calm and peaceful.
As they approached, Boh Tan-ping immediately opened the conversation.
"Tu Siauya, Wie Siauya, I apologize once again.
Please forgive all the troubles I have caused you." "Uncle Boh, you don't have to be formal.
What's past is past," said Tu Liong warmly.
"The important thing is what we will do now for a better future," said Wie Kie-hong with a smile.
They continued a brief conversation.
After some time, these four individuals finally parted ways.
Tu Liong and Wie Kie-hong saw them off, waving their hands.
After their figures disappeared into the hill, Tu Liong and Wie Kie-hong resumed their walk home.
"Kie-hong, what are your plans now?" "It seems I'll be busy preparing for my wedding in the coming months." "I won't congratulate you just yet, but don't forget to send me your wedding invitation." "Of course, Tu toako, I won't forget," Tu Liong smiled. "By the way, how's the old man who served us tea? It seems you still owe him a lot of money." Tu Liong tapped his forehead with his still healthy right hand.
Both of them laughed heartily.
Together, they walked along the path away from the cemetery hill.
The sky was bright blue, the sun shone brightly, it was a beautiful scene to start a new life.
-THE END-
Glossary:
- Tu toako: A respectful way to address an older brother or close elder in Chinese culture.
- Siauya: A term for addressing young masters or young gentlemen.