Swordsman Without a Name
New Friend
"When are we gonna move?" tiang Bengcu asked the three people who were there.
"You are Bengcu, so the one who has to ask like that is us. We are just following all the orders of a Bengcu," Huang Pangcu replied quickly.
Mast Bengcu smiling. He was happy to know someone like Huang Pangcu. Although he was famous as the grandfather of the martial world, but the old man was always humble and never felt high.
"What about Li Guan's brother?" ask Tiang Bengcu again while glancing at the Blind Who Knows Everything.
The young man smiled. A warm smile that can find someone's heart.
"I'm a nobody, I can't do anything either, which is why, it all depends on Bengcu," Li Guan replied calmly.
"I am also up to Bengcu," Cakra Buana replied quickly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask you" Tiang Bengcu joked.
The Blind One Who Knows Everything and the Green Stick Grandpa laughed heartily. Even Tiang Bengcu laughed as well. The three of them seemed to feel very happy when they had pranked Cakra Buana.
"Good, good, now you're following these two assholes. If it wasn't Bengcu, I might have thrown you on the roof of the building" Cakra Buana said anxiously.
The Bengcu pole is not angry. He was actually laughing. After searching all this time, he finally found the right person. He found a new friend.
A friend who has been dreaming of for a long time. Friends who can be joked.
During this time, Tiang Bengcu did have friends. Even many. But of them, none of them really suited him. His friend did not dare to joke excessively because of his status as a Bengcu.
Everyone feels awkward. They are bound by a rope that is difficult to remove.
Unlike Cakra Buana and his two best friends. Although their status varies, but the three have been able to joke at will. No rope, nothing. They are free to do anything to their best friends.
"Hahaha, before you throw me on the roof of the building, I'll kick you over the tree branch first,"
"Whatever!!!" answer Cakra Buana yell.
Tiang Bengcu laughed very cheerfully. He's really happy. So too with the others.
"Patience, maybe it is your destiny to be persecuted" said Huang Pangcu while stroking the shoulders of Cakra Buana.
"Foolish time" he answered.
The four went back to drinking. Now Tiang Bengcu has become part of the three friends.
"You want to accept me as a friend?" ask to make sure.
"Why should you talk first? Aren't we friends since?" ask Huang Pangcu.
"I wouldn't be your best friend" said Cakra Buana.
"I happen to not tell you either. I just said to the two of them," he said as he pointed at Li Guan and Huang Pangcu.
The room became crowded. A lot of people laughing endlessly. Outside, the two doormen who had blocked Cakra Buana felt a little astonished.
Not usually they hear the laughter of Tiang Bengcu so blaring. But in each of his hearts, he was very grateful. Because usually the Bengcu Pole is always silent, rarely laugh.
"Later I will send people to investigate the martial world. You take it easy, just pay attention to everything around, the rest leave it to me," said Tiang Bengcu began to seriously again.
Huang Pangcu and his two best friends nodded. They quite understand what plan will be done by Bengcu martial world.
"I'm sending members of Kay Pang Pek to find information,"
"I'll go alone to investigate everything else" continued The Blind Who Knows Everything.
"I will stick to my goal. I will avenge the death of my teacher, then pick up Huang Mei Lan, then travel to the gathering place of the characters later," said Cakra Buana.
"You're going to participate in the fight for the heirloom?" tanya Bengcu Pole.
"really. I need one of those heirlooms,"
"What if there's no heirloom?"
"There is, an heirloom that will be a scramble does exist. It's just, everything is according to their plan. So in short if you want to get one of those two heirlooms, you have to be ready for everything" Li Guan said.
The Bengcu Pole frowned. He became curious himself. Isn't that all the Flying Dragon Organization's plan? But why did they actually prepare those two heirlooms? Though anyone knows, whose name is an heirloom object, very closely related to the people of the martial world. Everyone in the lake river wants heirlooms.
"Did they really prepare those two heirlooms?" ask the Blind Who Knows Everything.
"The heirloom belongs to no one. It's just, it just so happens that their side did find its place first,"
"Why do they plan to give the heirloom?"
"People are claustrophobic, do they still need other heirlooms?"
"Is that really a member of the Flying Dragon Organization?"
"really. That's why they don't need those two things. After all, they had to be willing to sacrifice in order to carry out his plan. Doesn't all struggle require sacrifice?"
The Bengcu pole nodded his head in understanding. Now he understood why the Flying Dragon Organization was willing to give away the two heirlooms in question.
"What heirloom do you need?" tiang Bengcu asked Cakra Buana.
"Ginseng a thousand years,"
"You're willing to go to death to get it?"
"Very willing. Any danger, for the sake of obtaining a thousand-year-old ginseng, I was willing to take it," asserted the Nameless Swordsman.
His three best friends instantly shut their mouths. They no longer say anything. No one asked why Cakra Buana wanted the thousand-year-old ginseng.
Although against a friend, but there is something that you still can not ask in detail. Including personal issues and goals.
If your best friend doesn't tell you himself, then you better not ask.
"All right, good luck. We behind you will not stand still" said Tiang Bengcu further.
"Thank you,"
It doesn't feel like the day starts at night. The atmosphere in the Bulim Bercu building began to be quiet. Some guards have changed. Now guarding the building are the new guards.
The moon hangs in the sky beautifully. His light shone down to the earth with light. Stars scattered, the spring breeze blowing softly gives tranquility.
The four figures who were still in the room fell silent with their respective thoughts. At such a time, Cakra Buana was listening to something in the distance there.
The only one who can hear that is himself. His three friends no one can hear.
"I have to go now,"
"Where are you going?" ask Huang Pangcu.
"Wherever my feet take him. Obviously, I have to go. There's something I should be working on right now,"
"alright. Don't forget to pick up my granddaughter,"
"Well, don't worry, you,"
Cakra Buana stood up. As usual, he grabbed the wine jar that was on the table. After that, he immediately left. But not through the door, Cakra Buana went through the window of the room which happened to be still wide open.
