General Divine Arrow, you have been protecting the Duan Ren Border for many years. That is a great military accomplishment, and you are a legendary figure. Nobody has ever been able to pass through the Duan Ren Border. I, Mo Jie, have always admired you for that. I am very happy to meet you today.” said Mo Jie while calmly sitting on his horse and looking towards Liu Cang Lan, slightly bowing in respect. He respected the General of Xue Yue.
“The general of a massacred army has no need for military accomplishments.” Liu Cang Lan sounded saddened. They had already lost hundreds of thousands of soldiers and it was his fault. His heart was still bleeding over his mistake.
“What happened is not your fault. If you decided to come over to my Mo Yue country, I, Mo Jie would welcome you and even grant you with the status of a Commander.” said Mo Jie in an extremely polite tone. Even though he had a high status, he was indeed a prince, there wasn’t the slightest bit of arrogance in his voice. He even bowed in front of Liu Cang Lan, wasn’t this a major event?
“A victory is a victory, a defeat is a defeat. What is the point in speaking about it?” said Liu Cang Lan while shaking his head. “Thank you for your kindness, but I refuse.”
“I will show you somebody and you will understand.” said Mo Jie while waving his hand. Someone next to him moved and then a few silhouettes appeared. Amongst them was a beautiful young woman who was trapped by a vine. She was brought to the front of others.
“Princess.” Lin Feng and Liu Cang Lan were completely astonished, especially Lin Feng. A thought flashed through Lin Feng’s mind. Was she a hostage?
How could this happen? How could the princess be in Mo Jie’s hands?
Could it be that the assassin who captured the princess wasn’t Duan Tian Lang but people under Mo Jie’s control?
But why had he been ambushed by soldiers of Duan Tian Lang, who wanted to kill him?
Lin Feng had no idea what was happening.
At that moment, Mo Jie looked at Lin Feng, smiled and said: “Your name is Lin Feng, right?”
Lin Feng was stupefied when he heard Mo Jie. Mo Jie slowly started speaking.
“In a towering rage, I rest under the whistling sound of rain.”
“Gazing into the distance, looking up to the heavens, I utter a long and loud cry. My chest feels painful.”
“Thirty soldiers now with the dust and earth, the moon and the clouds stretching as far as can see.”
“The young man’s hair turns white, he is filled with sorrow.”
“The humiliation of Duan Ren.”
“When the officials hate, they destroy.”
“On the back of the armored horses, going to the mountains armed with flowers.”
“With magnificent ideals in my mind yet starvation filling my stomach, I eat their flesh. To settle my thirst, I drink their blood.”
“Clearing from the beginning until the end, the mountains and lakes, moving towards the heavens.”
Mo Jie’s voice was solemn and respectful. His voice was filled with ardor and lofty sentiments. Liu Cang Lan and Lin Feng were stupefied.