The Phoenix Reborn Book II

Chapter 81 The Black Veil

The whistling created by the wind-splitting arrowhead sounded loudly in Chen Long's ears. However, he had absolutely no consciousness to dodge. The sadness that enveloped the deputy general was still so intense.

As he sank into despair, Chen Long could hear such a familiar voice whispering in his ear, “You must make sure the Wu Kingdom has a future!”

The memory of the father who was still struggling within the royal wall made Chen Long realize, he still had an obligation.

In the next instant, Chen Long's body immediately leaned to the side. This left an inch between himself and the path of dart shot Nanhan Ding. As a result, the darting arrow stuck firmly on the ground.

‘I must live,’ muttered Chen Long inwardly as he grabbed the sword lying by his side. ‘I have to make sure Kingdom of Wu has a future.’ The deputy general stood up, and he began to run. ‘I must make sure there is still a chance to avenge!’

Seeing Chen Long running away from the forest area where the archers were, Nanhan Ding clicked his tongue. “Tompe trumpet! Archers must drop it!” He never thought that the soul of his victim was still not completely destroyed. “Kill him! If he manages to escape, I'll chop off all of you!”

Arrow after arrow was wildly shot out, but none of them managed to hit Chen Long. With a new spirit of revenge, Chen Long tried hard to protect himself and fend off all the arrows.

However, one that won against a thousand existed only in legends and myths.

One arrow managed to stick itself on the waist of the vice general of Wu Kingdom, making Chen Long groan loudly because of the pain he received. The man fell onto the grassy ground, his hand swaying the arrow residing in his body.

‘Sial! Shit!’ maki Chen Long in heart. ‘Am I just going to die here?’

“Kill him!” nanhan Ding shouted out loudly from above the capital gate. A triumphant smile was plastered on his face, eagerly knowing that the quarry had been helpless. Suddenly, his smile disappeared. “What is it?”

At the end of Nanhan Ding's vision, he could see a puff of smoke forming on Chen Long's side. The longer, the puff of smoke became increasingly thick, and its existence was replaced by a black-robed figure with a veil covering its head.

Seeing the strange phenomenon that was happening before him, Chen Long was stunned for a moment. However, when he realized the number of arrows ready to hit him and the figure, he shouted loudly, “Go from here!” The person before him could still stand, and that meant he could also run. Then, why would the figure just sit in front of him!?

Oh, comeon. Didn't the vice general of Wu realize that he better attach importance to his own state in this moment?

However, the next thing that happened made everyone who was looking dumbfounded. Just as hundreds of arrows were pointing at him, the mysterious figure stuck out its hand. Right at that very instant, the arrows stopped in midair.

“What—” Nanhan Ding could not help but turn his back, as well as the hundreds of soldiers who witnessed the incident.

Then, the Black Veil's hand swung towards the East gate of the capital Wu. Along with his actions, the hundreds of arrows shot rapidly in the same direction. All of Nanhan's troops who were above the gate instantly came to a realization from their shock and rushed down to dodge the sudden rain of arrows.

The incident made the area suddenly quiet, no more arrows coming from the direction of the forest. It seemed, the archers were too shocked to forget their duty.

Not much different from the Nanhan warriors, Chen Long was agape. His eyes grew as he turned the gaze from the East gate of the capital to the hooded figure, horror adorning his gaze. “Kau—” His speech stopped when he saw lightning-like sparks start surrounding the Black Veil.

A whisper could be heard from the mysterious figure, as well as the heavy roar of breath. Then, as if not wanting to waste any more time, the Black Veil immediately turned around and walked towards Chen Long. Wavy hair with light brown color is the first thing that attracts the attention of the deputy general.

“Come!” shouted the Black Veil while pulling Chen Long's hand.

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Inside the room of the chairman Lianhua Yuan, Huang Miaoling's figure sat quietly. The woman's gaze glared at space and time, and her mind spun around putting together hundreds of plans that she could use as her next move. Because he never got an answer, Huang Miaoling growled low while kneeling his temple.

Meihua who was accompanying Huang Miaoling put on a worried face. Her mistress was the savior of the Wu Kingdom, as well as the smartest person Meihua had ever met. If Wu Jiushi Zhu—Savior Wu—saja is unable to come up with a plan to deal with the problems Wu is facing right now, then Meihua really does not know who else can.

‘Li Changsheng, Li Changsheng,’ Huang Miaoling chanted the name repeatedly in the heart like a mantra.

While mentioning Li Changsheng's name, Huang Miaoling tried to redefine the story told by Chen Long. It was said by Wu's deputy general that the mastermind of the palace attack was Li Hongxia's only son with Empress Dowager He. With the help of the Nanhan Tribe, as well as the man's knowledge of the secret paths of the palace, it was no wonder Li Changsheng could easily ambush Wu Huatai and take over the capital.

From Huang Miaoling's observation regarding Li Changsheng, the thing that could make the man act out of common sense was only one. ‘Wu Rongya,’ hisses in heart while clenching hands. Huang Miaoling's eyes were directed at the tongue of fire dancing on the candle. ‘Someone killed him,’ the Mingwei Junzhu was sure about it, making his chest feel a little tight. ‘Is destiny inevitable?’

Huang Miaoling's brain was spinning. It made no sense how a Li Changsheng could suddenly have a relationship with the Nanhan Tribe, especially since previously the man had said that his original purpose with Wu Rongya was to wander towards the Xu Kingdom, instead, a place very far from the grassland area. Thus, there was only one reason why Li Changsheng's travel route could turn one hundred and eighty degrees.

‘Someone has targeted them from the beginning,’ guessed Huang Miaoling. ‘When the Kingdom of Wu fell, then the Zhou Kingdom was the most advantaged party,’ The woman touched her tea cup while satinizing, the, ‘People who have ties with the Zhou Kingdom and also know about the reality of Wu Rongya and Li Changsheng who are still alive The blazing flames from his dark bead were as dark as night. ‘Wang Junsi, could he—” Huang Miaoling's mind came to a sudden halt when the door of the room where it was located suddenly opened.

The figure of Liang Fenghong stepped in with a gloomy face. Seeing Huang Miaoling intending to stand up to allow him to sit down like a wife he should, the man flicked his hand, signaling that it was not necessary. “Sit down,” he said, his voice sounding tired.

“How is it?” huang Miaoling asked, referring to Chen Long.

“Tak will die,” reply Liang Fenghong while gulping down the tea just poured by Meihua. The man's eyes were directed at his wife who was nodding slowly, he could see the black clouds covering the brilliant black bead. “Not Wang Junsi,” he said made Huang Miaoling frown, quite surprised that Liang Fenghong was able to figure out his conjecture.

“However, people who know about Rongya and Changsheng—”

“He can help Wang Junsi to go to Wu, and that means he can also send people to spy on him,” cut Liang Fenghong. Seeing Huang Miaoling's expression darken even more, the man instantly knew that the woman understood his intention. “Wang Chengliu .. what a dangerous man, Ling’er.”

Hearing her husband's words, Huang Miaoling gritted her teeth. Then, he turned to Meihua and Mudan. “So soon send word to Huang and Liang's residence, we must prepare for a great war.”

“Good!” Mudan and Meihua replied in unison, then hurried away from the room.

Before Mudan closed the door, Huang Miaoling suddenly raised his voice, “Mudan,” made the servant girl stop her actions and sculpt in front of the door. “Did you see the woman who delivered Vice General Chen?” Mudan nodded his head, and Huang Miaoling's eyes were coated with hope. “How does it form?”

“She used a black veil covering her face, but I saw clearly her hair reaching a light brown waist,” Mudan replied clearly.

Satisfied with Mudan's reply, Huang Miaoling nodded his head. He allowed the servant girl to leave, then muttered inwardly, ‘Lan’er ...’ However, a bad premonition slowly crept into his heart. ‘Why are you involved in all this?'

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A/N: ... get involved ... is too much?