Chapter 033 A Small Shop Within The Heavy Rain
The rain pitter-pattered on the bamboo rain hat. Jun Xie left the Jun Residence swiftly through the side door and strolled his way into the main street. The main street, which had been bustling with activities and pedestrians, was now empty due to the sudden heavy downpour. The shops on both sides however were brimming with crowds of people. Every now and again, the sounds of either laughter or curses can be heard coming out from the shops.
Under the heavy downpour, the clamorous noise seemed as though it had merged together with both Heaven and Earth. Jun Xie strolled alone within the heavy rain, watching as the rain transformed into a curtain between Heaven and Earth. As the rain pitter-pattered on his bamboo rain hat, Jun Xie felt his own insignificance and loneliness.
So what if he had been the world’s number one assassin in his past life? So what if he had been granted a great opportunity to transcend death, transmigrating into a different world? So what if he managed to obtain the immeasurably mysterious treasure, the Hongjun Pagoda? So what if he has the opportunity to practice the mysterious “Art of Unlocking Heaven’s Fortune”?
In the end, he was but a droplet of water amidst an ocean between Heaven and Earth. So diminutive, so solitary, so alone…
“The predecessors will never meet their ancestors; the successors will never meet their descendants. Leisurely studying Heaven and Earth, and yet alone and inferior,” Jun Xie laughed bitterly as he shook his head. He thought to himself that he should have written this poem. Born in another world, he was truly a man without precedence and without a descendant! The true descendant of Yan and Huang in this world was none other than himself!
[TL: “The descendant of Yan and Huang” represents the Han Chinese of today.]
The heavy rain and its accompanying fog was extremely heavy, water covered every inch of the ground. The rain and fog obscured the skies, causing everything to become illusory and hazy. Even the surrounding downpour seemed to have lost its sound… Jun Xie suddenly felt as though everything was a dream, every single person and every single matter no longer existed. There was only him, walking alone through the heavy rain…
Jun Xie suddenly felt as though he was a ghost, or perhaps he was simply sleepwalking, his heavy footsteps resounded in the rain and yet it sounded so far away. This incomplete feeling caused Jun Xie who was a cold-blooded assassin to feel vulnerable and weak.
He suddenly found himself facing a dark place and realized that he had unconsciously exited the main street into a narrow alley. In the midst of the rain, a bamboo pole stood tilted from a shop, singled out as it hung conspicuously. From within came the smell of wine.
The only way to solve sorrows was to shut it out!
The only way to make worries disappear was wine! Jun Xie hesitated for a moment before entering into the wine shop.
The shop had barely anyone within it. It had fifteen tables, yet all of them were empty. Considering how heavy the rain was, it was only natural for the shop’s business to be affected. Especially when considering how small this shop was. But, within a corner of the shop, one person sat. Wearing a face concealing bamboo rain hat, he sat down and helped himself. He seemed to be entertaining himself, but it seemed more as though he was feeling solitary and lonely.
Jun Xie randomly ordered two side dishes and a jug of wine. He then sat silently in a corner, helping himself to it as well.
He was alone in a small shop within the heavy rain.
This cup I toast to those I’ve killed in my past life. Forgive me, for there is no chance for you to have revenge. Gulp!
This cup I toast to those whose life I will take in my new life. Forgive me, for you are fated to die by my hands. Cheers!
This cup I toast to my Master and fellow brother and sisters. I wish you success in your missions. May you all be able to retire early and live a peaceful life.
This cup I toast…