
When morning arrived, the atmosphere was warm, peaceful and serene again they felt. Slowly the meaning of peace began to be seen so clearly in the eyes of the inhabitants. After what happened, it was as if Emperor Ming's influence had completely vanished.
Just flicking a finger is so easy, that's when they re-carry the burden as workers. Not only to protect but also to care for their children.
However, for those who feel benefited but also not. The pain with a wistful look was painted on the faces of the 7 Heavenly Cult Leaders. Some of them are gone and the rest are still in other areas. Then Leader Wang Xian who is now the foundation is more or less the same as the remaining leaders.
Sitting on the throne, the throne of the Emperor. Replacing the position of Emperor and bearing a much larger and heavier burden. Wang Xian was much adored by the residents.
Elsewhere, Leader Xie Xie simply pondered while clenching his hands tightly.
In the direction near the forestry, Yin was there. He dragged his own body until he could lean into a shady tree. His eyes widened in shock, a feeling of uneasiness mixed with fear and pain that re-emerged all over his body.
“The eyes of the damned God are at once a blessing. Do you guarantee anything you just said?” Yin asked with increasingly rounded eyes but faded away in color. His consciousness slowly disappeared.
“True. Emperor Ming was hell. More precisely the Commander of Hell itself! And you're just one of those people who's used to making his life longer. Surely you are the user of demonic arts,” Yongchun explained opening his palm and pointing to Yin's face.
“But ...then what about the promise?” yin Mumam.
Brugh! Instantly Yin was startled, the back of her head hit the tree trunk leaving a trail.
“Appointment?”
“Ja-promise so that I can escape this demonic power ..” replied Yin stammeringly.
Yongchun silently listened to a line of sentences that he felt needed to be thought through more carefully. Yin's heart rate is weakening. If only there was more time, there might be things he could do for Yin.
But it's too late. Slowly, Yongchun's sword blade was already covered in fresh blood. It kept dripping, flowing then wetting the Yin body itself.
With a sword that has penetrated the body, now the life of a man with a naive nature is gone. Completely unable to move anymore.
While pulling back his sword he said a few words, “I don't know which is wrong and which is right. So, just do what I think is right.”
Crash it! The blood from the sword piercing wound flowed back with a torrent. Leaving a trail that was not easily forgotten, Yongchun stepped on it.
“Because I'm not a god or anything. So don't expect you to die peacefully,” Yongchun continued and left Yin.
The atmosphere in the northeast region returned to calm. Yeah, correct. It is true to look from far away. But not so he felt the presence of the rebels.
They looked at Yongchun with an uncomfortable look. Quick and hate, that was what Yongchun felt when walking among them. Maybe some of them want to attack him but cannot because of their flawed condition.
Defects in the sense of a disease that is difficult to cure. Those who lived in the backward area, were only able to stare at Yongchun's back from afar.
“I forgot about this outbreak.”
Not stopping there, Yongchun now walked to Wang's cottage. The place where Yang Jian was.
After Yang Jian allowed it, he entered. Yang Jian was sitting pensively alone in the corner of the room.
“What are you doing?” Then Yongchun asked again but Yang Jian only shook his head in a sign that there was no problem with him.
But is that true? Seen once his face was sad, the heart he had was broken into pieces. The pain and sadness that followed was felt by Yongchun as well.
“I am paralyzed,” said Yang Jian with a frowning forehead and turned to Yongchun.
“So ..” short Yongchun.
“And sister—”
“I killed him,” Yongchun said cutting out Yang Jian's sentence. Acknowledging the actions he has done.
With his own hands, Yongchun killed Yin Ao Ran without hesitation. Because of him, Yin earlier was also severely injured.
“You've told me enough. I know you'll get back at us one by one. But, is this really how you fight other regions?” sindir Yang Jian with a sad look, annoyed then lowered his head.
“Not really. After all, I was only thinking about what was best going forward for the northeast region. Once upon a time, my best friend said something. That we should suspect someone we first met, but I can't,” Yongchun said with a sigh at the end.
“I thought, if I trusted you then without any fight ..all will return as usual. The region you crave will return and thanks to me too,” Yongchun continued.
“You trust too much someone. But your intention to help is truly sincere. Even until now I still can't believe that you came just to ask for necessities for the sake of your residents there,” Yang Jian replied.
“I told you too. I would do anything for my people. And when I found out that Emperor Ming had hidden many things from the people here, I was disappointed. I can't believe that the ruler is actually fiddling with his own. Then take advantage of those who are barely even adequate. Then for the people affected by the outbreak it ..”
Naturally Yongchun became annoyed himself when he saw that Emperor Ming did not really care about the residents. Especially in some people affected by the outbreak.
“For a ruler, you are too humbling yourself in front of us,” ketus Yang Jian.
Yongchun answered with a smile. He said, “Because my principle is to humble myself before being humbled by others. And the well-behaved will be flattered at the end of the story.”
“Since when did the rumored person become so ruthless? Have you been using your sweet words so everyone can flatter you?” thought Yang Jian slightly quipped and chuckled.
“No. From the beginning I was not that bad person,” Yongchun denied.
“Although after you made the inhabitants fight each other?”
Whatever Yang Jian said to him, Yongchun would still answer, “Iya.” As if I do not know sin. Justifying all the actions he did solely for the sake of peace between their regions.
That is the nature of Yongchun. Stubborn, cunning and always doing as he pleases.
“Truly unsuitable referred to as Ruler.”