Death… and me

"Oh…" Everyone, including Du Shi Qing, sighed sympathetically. They seemed to understand everything and looked at Chu Yang with pitiful eyes.

Competing for love by force was a very prevalent practice. To make matters worse, it happened between two martial brothers. It was so tragic that the others did not know what to say.

Moreover, Chu Yang's face already had an indescribable pain when he first appeared. He put his face in his hands and shrunk into a corner. His fingers dug into his hair. With a glance, one could tell he was in great anguish.

"Well…" Du Shi Qing sighed and emphasized, "No one shall mention this incident again."

The eight guards obeyed.

Even the carriage driver softened his gaze on Chu Yang after hearing this. "No wonder the young man appeared hopeless and even tried to conceal his skills the other day."

"Thank you." Chu Yang took a deep bow and said with a sad tone, "I just have to fulfil my father's dying wish to repay senior Du's great kindness. After which, I will immediately disappear from this world. From then on, I will live in solitude."

"You are a man of honour. It shouldn't be difficult finding a partner." Du Shi Qing patted his shoulder to comfort Chu Yang, "You shouldn't think too much about it."

Chu Yang nodded. He sighed again and stopped talking as if there was a conflict in his heart which he could not resolve.

After this incident, everyone suddenly appeared a lot kinder and softer towards Chu Yang. They seemed to become even more intimate. It was rare to come across such a loving, grateful, filial and humble man.

Chu Yang's performance had won over the hearts of these people completely. Even he did not expect his show to grant him so much advantage within in such a short amount of time.

The leader of the guards also sighed and patted Chu Yang comfortingly on the shoulder, "Junior brother, you should get over the pain. Let it go. You're a man. A man needs to widen his horizons. As long as you have money, there are plenty of pretty girls in the brothels for you to spend time with."

Chu Yang nodded 'sadly'. He looked up and forced a smile that seemed even more in pain than his crying face.

Although the rest did not say much, the way they spoke and looked at Chu Yang had softened tremendously. A victim of injustice always gained sympathy regardless of the situation.

The carriage driver did not bother to interact with the rest and just sat alone with the horses. With a deep sigh, he stood up and tapped his tobacco pipe to pour the ashes on the ground. The sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything suddenly appeared lost in thought.

In the meantime, Chu Yang was standing alone not far away. He knew he had passed the Du Shi Qing hurdle.

Now, he had to worry about his subsequent steps after reaching the Iron Cloud Nation.

It would be harder to fool a bunch of old foxes proficient with politics at the Iron Cloud Nation as compared to Du Shi Qing.

Du Shi Qing lived his whole life as a renowned physician. It was said that his healing fingers could deter all types of illnesses. However, he was just a physician with exceptional medical skills. People might respect him for that, but they knew he was probably not very familiar with politics.

Chu Yang knew that a few years from now, Du Shi Qing's reputation would also be ruined because of this trip to Iron Cloud Nation. By then, someone would discover and reveal that the illness of Iron Cloud Nation's emperor was in fact caused by Du Shi Qing's poisoning from many years ago.

This would trigger a turmoil across the entire Lower Three Heavens.

Because of this discovery, Du Shi Qing would be lambasted by heroes from all over the world. After admitting to his crime, he would commit suicide from shame and guilt! An entire life of life-saving efforts would vanish into dust in the blink of an eye.

"It may just be a one-off mistake. Perhaps there were some hidden reasons. But what's done is done. There is no return."

As Chu Yang had no special feelings for Du Shi Qing, he had absolutely no qualm in deceiving and utilizing him. He did not feel guilty either. However, in the past few days, Chu Yang also realized that this physician was extremely talented and was not an ill-hearted person at all.

When the two countries came into conflict, each person would have his own vested interests or a faction that he was loyal to.

After all, Du Shi Qing was still a citizen of the Great Zhao Nation. Ultimately, his skills were just a tool for Diwu Qing Rou to appease the people of the Iron Cloud Nation after conquering it.

After observing for a few days, Chu Yang was also very sure that none of the eight guards belonged to the Golden Horse Rider Department!

They were essentially Martial Warriors without any deep cultivation. In fact, their cultivation level was just pathetic. All of them were probably only grade five or six Martial Warriors.

They would certainly be useful in nabbing robbers but they would just be insignificant specks of dust if the group truly encountered martial masters. It seemed they were only there for show. The only real expert was the carriage driver.

Maybe Du Shi Qing himself was also a martial expert. However, never had Chu Yang heard of the divine physician having martial skills in his previous life or the current one.

"How old are you, Chu Yang?" While Chu Yang was deep in contemplation, the mysterious carriage driver had come over to him with a tobacco pipe in his hand.

"Sixteen." Chu Yang was quite reluctant to talk about his life at the moment because the suffering was all an act. If he talked too much, he might reveal key information about his identity. That would be disastrous.

"Ah, sixteen… It seems that you have learned about love very early." The old man gave an obnoxious smile which revealed two rows of yellow teeth that glistened in the light of the flickering flame. A sudden flash in his gaze made Chu Yang sensed that this man was not here for a friendly conversation.

"Well, it is hard to put this into words. I still can't understand it completely till now." Chu Yang sighed and said sadly, "There are many ordinary things in life that we take for granted. But when they are lost one day, they inadvertently become engraved in our hearts forever."

"Well said." After hearing these words the old man remained quiet for a long time. With a faint smile, he continued, "The ordinary things in life are those they get engraved in our hearts forever. It's getting late, you should get some sleep."

After speaking, the carriage driver sat by the fire and started to poke at the flame in silence. The fire danced and flickered in his dull eyes. Every now and then, those eyes flashed hypnotically.

Chu Yang was surprised. He was very certain that the conversation was supposed to be the driver's final test for him. However, it ended with just one sentence! Why did the old man let it go so easily?

After a deep contemplation, Chu Yang sighed. The phrase "the ordinary things in life are those they get engraved in our hearts forever" was not something he made up out of thin air but in fact, a line that resonated deeply in him.

In his previous life, Mo Qing Wu and he faced many things that would intimidate the Heavens and shock the Earth. However, it was not until after Mo Qing Wu died that the faint memories started to flood his mind. The only things that remained in his memory were the warm and ordinary times they spent together.

None of these were extraordinary things.

"Man, who doesn't have a youth?"

"Man, who doesn't have a youth?" Chu Yang was deep in thought when he suddenly heard the voice of the old man. He could not believe their thoughts were aligned. Surprised, he looked over to find the old man looking at him. Their gazes showered empathy for each other.

"Manager Gao, you should stop dreaming about your youth. You have already passed your prime a long time ago." The leader of the guards laughed loudly as he raised his wineskin. Then, he downed the wine into his mouth in one breath.

The other guards also burst into laughter.

Manager Gao man snorted. Suddenly, the tobacco pipe flared up a little and a tiny spark flew out. It went straight for the wineskin which the leader of the guards was drinking from.

The wineskin was still more than half full. However, the small spark went into it and a tall flame erupted from the wineskin instantly! The leader was caught by surprise and lost almost half his facial hair. A burnt smell filled the air momentarily.

Barely controlling his anger, the guard roared, "Manager Gao, are you serious?"

Manager Gao snorted, and slowly sauntered off with his tobacco pipe.

The leader of the guards spat on the ground and glared angrily at the manager but did not dare to utter another word.

Chu Yang's gaze suddenly turned towards Manager Gao. He watched the outline of the carriage driver as he walked away, swaying slightly from side to side. An apprehension built up in Chu Yang.

His move appeared straightforward at first glance but Chu Yang knew that was an extremely high-level technique. The wineskin must have contained at least three to four litres of wine.If it was thrown at a torch, the torch would have been extinguished right away, let alone a small spark.

This move required eye power, perfect timing, and excellent power control. But these were not the most worrying facts. What concerned Chu Yang most was that this move had fire control power behind it! Without the power to control fire, this simply could not be achieved! If he had the power to control fire, then he must certainly belong to the Divine Clan!

Could he be from that Divine Clan?