The day already came. The war between Western Han and Xian started.
Chen Jun giving his whole attention toward them. Cutting one by one head. Slowly moving forward. Then he noticed the grand horse with clan leader, he himself standing at a far shore. Wide grin's appeared on his face as he seen Chen Jun taking the leads. Chen Jun smirked then shouted as it caught by whole field attention and to reach to that rascal.
Han Wu Jin, You scaredy pig. How dare you grin pathetically when you can see i am already at the edge of cutting your throat?
Clan leader Han's grin faded as he heard Chen Jun's, as his spine erecting by his insult. He started to coming forward, gripped his horse rope and started to running with same the pace as Chen Jun's. On other side Chen Jun was running with his own leg like a machine to catch up him before he did.
Clan Leader Han is a mute since he born. His childhood was also pretty tragic and he had to plot countless thread to achieve this spot. Rumor's says he also killed his own father and elder brother just to get the seat of his clan.
Then there blade scratched with both of them with all of their strength. And the fight between them was so unusual that other shoulder's stood there speechless that, they forgot they are also middle of a war not a show.
Chen Jun's unique move's and breathless counter attack's around him and seeing clan lead was nothing less. He had pure sixth sense to dodge of every move. And after fighting for a while leader Han understood, Chen Jun's power and strength is unbeatable. It's daringly impossible to win against him. And somehow as he backed of and started to stop attacking just dodging them, Chen Jun understood he sure have something in his mind to take a next move. Chen Jun stopped for a moment and leader Han's wicked grin appeared on his face. Then he signed his guards behind with a wave of finger to encounter someone.
As Chen Jun stood there with curiosity, about what this rascal gonna do, The guards flopped a jute bag covered person, who was kept fidgeting inside out and plopped in front of him. Then he signed to Chen Jun to take a look. Chen Jun moved a bit of that bag's head with his sword and he remained shocked.
He murmured,
A-Chang?
Xiao Lin smiled with his wounded face and said like everything was normal,
Yes, My Lord?
Chen Jun backed up. The realization of that, Xiao Lin were indeed met with him. He took him to his back. Same surprising question and same heart warming smile and reply. Chen Jun had seen no difference about that beautiful face of him. He sure it's him.
Chen Jun knelt down removing the bag. Xiao Lin is heavily wounded. Chen Jun looked at him with a regretful gaze, That he is as weak as before he met when he was a kid. Chen Jun clenched his jaw and gulping while he brushed his thumb on his beautiful face's deep cut on his sharp line. His heart piercing like it will tore. He instantly vomited blood. He was getting weaker. All blur but barely managed to stay sited. Though his body kept trying to fall on the ground. He managed to look at that clan leader Han. His pleasant grin never leaving.
Chen Jun putted Xiao Lin in his arm and said with bitterness,
A mute nasty plotted freak like you never going to hurt me. I am Chen Jun... Chen Jun Ting. Once I choose to love, i sacrifice and once I choose someone to hate I vanish their existence from three realms.
Chen Jun understood in instant that he was behind this from the beginning. Because he knows he can't beat him with his strength. So he stabbed with a thin needle and decorate the whole situation. Making Chen Jun took the eternal heart strike nail, then pleading in front of his weakness to caught by emotion and win against him with gratitude. But what grudge he is holding against him. Why so much effort just to take a revenge on him. Han clan never showed any disrespect or hate toward Xian nor the Chen clan.
Then from behind a women showed up. with a sweet voice said,
Long time no see, Son.
Chen Jun's eyes flashed as he heard the voice. He looked back and breathlessly muttered,
Aunty? You alive?