The Sword God of the South

Tears of Regret

When the sun had already slightly passed over from overhead, Zhang Fei had just arrived at his destination. It was across the river.

The boatman took him to land to a very crowded place.

After the boat stopped, the young man immediately went down.

"It's money for you" he said, throwing some silver.

"No need, Young Master. No," said the boatman, returning the money.

"Don't refuse sustenance. Just take that little money. Who knows can help your needs at home," Zhang Fei said with a smile.

"But ..."

"Is it less?"

"No, Young Master. No," he shook his head a few times. "It's more than enough, though,"

The boatman took a breath first. Then immediately say again. "I was embarrassed, too" he said.

He lowered his head as deeply as possible. It was as if he was truly sorry for what he had done just a moment ago.

"Shy, why are you so embarrassed?" zhang Fei asked while frowning.

He acted as if he did not understand the words of the boatman. The young man wanted to see the earnestness of the speech just now.

"I'm ashamed of you, Young Master. Just a moment ago, I even wanted to kill you. But now ... Now you're actually kind to me. I'm so sorry ..."

Zhang Fei smiled hearing that. From the look on the man's face, he knew that the boatman was talking seriously.

"That's it. Don't overdo it like this,"

"I. .. I don't know how to return this favor,"

The young man smiled wider. He took back a little money. Giving it to the boatman, he said again.

"If you really want to return this favor of mine, just get back on the right path, then that's more than enough,"

Not giving any talk time to him, Zhang Fei immediately left. As soon as the boatman raised his head, it turned out that the young man was quite far from where he had been before.

He looked towards the departure of Zhang Fei for some time. The boatman did not move. It was as if he had turned into a statue.

He doesn't talk either. There were only two drops of tears that fell dripping down his cheeks.

For others, two points of tears may be meaningless. But for the boatman, the two points of tears actually mean a lot.

Because it is a tear point of regret! Regret for something he did!

In this world, everyone must have or even often make mistakes.

In this world too, many people have never regretted all the mistakes that have been made by him.

Therefore, if anyone truly feels remorse for his mistake, then that person is an extraordinary human being!

"What an amazing young man. I'm sure, he must have a bright future" he murmured with a smile.

Not long after that, the boatman immediately went back up to the boat.

The boat started sailing again. He was driving the boat while thinking about various kinds of things.

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Zhang Fei was currently on a horse back. The big horse ran very fast. Dust billowed high every time his horse passed through the dusty streets.

The young man began to enter the remote area. When meeting with the people around, Zhang Fei again asked where White Cloud Mountain was located.

"Yes, Uncle. Where is that mountain?"

"Young Master just follows these streets. Later if you find a crossroad, Young Master turns to the right. When entering the city, please ask everyone. They'll show you the way,"

"Is the distance to White Cloud Mountain still far, Uncle?"

"No, Young Master. It's close enough,"

"Oh, thanks then. I'm saying goodbye,"

Zhang Fei bowed in respect. After that, he continued his journey again.

In accordance with the old farmer's instructions, he continued to trace the dusty wide road until he found a crossroad.

He also turned directly to the right. Afterwards, Zhang Fei went back down that road until he met the city.

He arrived at the city in question when the day had already entered the afternoon. After several times asking the person who was tricked, it turned out that the distance to the mountain was getting closer.

"If Young Master wants to continue his journey there now, perhaps before midnight has arrived at the foot of the mountain. There is a village there. His name was Kampung Hitam, the village was right under the foot of White Cloud Mountain," an old merchant explained to Zhang Fei.

The young man nodded his head as a sign that he understood.

It was just that from the explanation just now, there was something stuck in his heart.

"Uncle, why was the village named Kampung Hitam?" tanyanya was curious.

"Because .." The old merchant did not continue speaking.

He looked to the right and left. Like watching the situation. It was as if she was hoping that no one would know her words just now.

"Young Master, the road to head to the White Cloud Mountain is very winding and full of danger. Better, Young Master just cancel that intention," he said further.

Zhang Fei frowned. The curiosity in his heart grew.

Especially after hearing the old merchant's words just now. What he said before was quite the opposite.

When he first explained, he did not find any strangeness. But after he asked about the Black Village, Zhang Fei started to find an oddity.

Especially from the look on the old merchant's face!

After all he covered something inside, Zhang Fei could still figure it out!

"Uncle, why is your speech so different from the previous one?"

The young man looked at him quite sharply. This made the old sword misbehave. He seems increasingly agitated.

"Ah, that ..it's just a Young Master's feeling" he said trying to cover up.

"Hemm .. okay. Then thank you for your lead, Uncle,"

Without waiting for an answer from the old merchant, Zhang Fei immediately went back.

Dust was created again. The horse was galloping towards the direction it had been determined.

Along that sizable path, many people were encountered by him. Rows of houses and shops that are quite large also appear neat.

Without feeling it, the day had changed by night. Zhang Fei continued on his way.

But because he had not found the characteristics mentioned by the old merchant, he never stopped. Zhang Fei continued to flee his horse until he found the sign in question.

After the moon was at a high enough point, suddenly the handsome young man stopped his horse.

The horse snorted hard. Both of his legs were raised quite high up.