Swordsman Without a Name

The True Man's Attitude

Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya has sat down with his three guests. In front of those people was a fairly large round table made of teak wood.

A female college student came with a tray of fruits. Behind him was another female disciple who carried a tray containing a tea pot and a wine pot.

The atmosphere at Sadewo Single College is very crowded. Almost a hundred students were practicing silat in the spacious courtyard there. Women and men are not combined. They were separated, but still on the same page.

Sian-li Bwee Hua and the Wingless Angel looked at the disciples of the training. Their eyes are shining brightly. His mouth gave a sweet smile. It was as if the two beautiful beauties were feeling both excited and excited from seeing the younger generation train with gusto.

Mr. Santeno filled his cup and the cup of the Cakra Buana with the toad. The remaining two cups are filled with tea.

"How's it been all this time? Have you been home long?" mr. Santeno asked to open his voice first.

"Good news, Uncle. Not too long ago, ten days. But I didn't come straight here, first I picked up Sinta at Mount Toru Dewa, pity, she has been waiting for me all this time" he replied with a smile.

The beautiful girl is always waiting for the return of her lover, Cakra Buana. Although he had long managed to perfect the knowledge of his teacher's legacy to the highest stage, but the Wingless Angel remained there.

He never came out of the God Tilu Mountain. Sinta was just wandering around that sacred mountain. It is also out if only for food or other purposes only.

That is why he does not know too much about the events that occur in his country lately.

"You're really lucky to get a girl like her, Cakra. You don't waste him" said Mr. Santeno.

Of course Cakra Buana will not waste it. All this time, the Wingless Angel had been regarded as the embodiment of Ling Zhi, the most beautiful girl he had ever loved. She was half dead love to him. Unfortunately, Ling Zhi actually had to die in the war a few years ago.

"Surely Uncle, I will take care of him wholeheartedly. I will take care of it like my own life" he said with confidence.

"Good, that's Cakra Buana's new name,"

Meanwhile, the two lovers pretended not to hear. They have chosen to be quiet since. And now, both of them chose to leave.

"Rear, we want to take a walk, is it okay?" sian-li Bwee Hua.

"Oh, may-be. Please Nyai, there will be a student of mine who will accompany you around this college," said Mr. Santeno replied quickly.

He immediately called out to a female disciple, not for how long, rightly, a female disciple had already come.

Three beautiful girls leave immediately.

Now all that was in the hall was the two of them. Cakra Buana and Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya.

After the situation in the place was quiet, the look on the faces of the two people turned great. It seems like they are going to start a serious conversation.

"Who's the girl who just talked?" tanya Mr. Santeno precedes Cakra Buana.

"She's my lover too, Uncle," she replied slightly embarrassedly.

"Aii, you're really lucky. Is he a Tionggoan?"

"Certainly,"

"Lucky, you're really lucky. I used to lose one pretty girl, now I get two even prettier ones" she joked.

Cakra Buana responded to the joke with a loud smile. It was undeniable, actually the young man loved three girls at once.

If asked to choose, who will be chosen by him? Sian - Li Bwee Hua? The Wingless Angel? Or Ling Zhi?

Mr. Santeno frowned, he felt astonished. Cakra Buana just returned to Java recently, but why did he immediately know the big name?

"Of course you know. Almost everyone around Kotaraja knows that name, so why?" tanyanya.

"Is he a very influential person?"

"Very influential, the man was a former grandfather of the martial world a few years ago. Previously he had resigned and hid in a quiet place, lately just came out again. Unexpectedly, once out hiding his knowledge had actually reached the perfect stage. So that he immediately raised his name back, the power that had once been achieved, has now been regained,"

"It turns out he's really an amazing person,"

"Well, what exactly?"

"It just so happens that I have a problem with him" Cakra Buana said calmly.

If the Nameless Swordsman is calm, Mr. Santeno is the opposite. Both of the matamya glared big. He really did not expect the young man to have any problems with the extraordinary old man.

Unknowingly the master teacher felt a little horrified, however he already knew what kind of person Mr. Gandrung Kalapati was. Of course, if he was afraid of her.

"How can you have a problem with someone like him?" ask him further.

Pendekar Nameless then recounted the brief incident at the time at the restaurant to the inn. As long as he told the story, Mr. Santeno said nothing. He listened carefully.

"Aii, complicated, really complicated. Now, what are you gonna do? He certainly won't let you go. Moreover, you dare to kill some of his men," he said worrying about the safety of Cakra Buana after the young man finished telling his story.

"I knew he wouldn't let me go. After all, with his immense power, how could I possibly escape from his entanglement?"

"Well how?"

"Everything is done. Then I'll gladly face it,"

"Are you crazy?" asked Mr. Santeno half-calling. He could not understand why the young man before him currently dared to say so. Worse yet, he said as if he had no fear. Cakra Buana's face is ordinary. Not feeling the slightest jolly.

"It is precisely because I am not crazy that I will face it,"

"But it's very dangerous, especially for your own safety,"

"I understand,"

"Then why are you still determined to prolong this matter?" shouted Mr. Santeno.

"A real man, forever will not run away from the problems that come his way. And I guess, Uncle himself knows what I'm like,"

Mr. Santeno's mouth was fastened instantly. He's not capable of speech. I can't answer either.

The old man certainly knew what kind of person Cakra Buana was. Although the matter was as heavy as a mountain, even though the matter on the whole face of the earth was spilled on him, he was very sure that the young man whom he had considered the family would definitely not be willing to flee.

The Nameless Swordsman would rather die than have to flee from trouble.

Moreover, anyone knows his disposition. If he says A, no one can turn him into B.

The attitude of a real man will forever not hesitate even when faced with all kinds of things.