Vol 5 Chapter 43 (1/2)

VOLUME 5 CHAPTER 43: DON’T TELL ME THIS IS RIDING AS 3 FOR THOUSANDS OF MILES (20)

Yun Chang POV

It was now noon, the sun peeked out from the grey clouds and lit up the residence.

At the entrance stood 2 people, with another laying on the floor. The sharp blade glimmered under the radiance of the sun.

When Bian Xi fell, the axemen all retreated in various directions as though this had been agreed upon.

“Wen Yuan…” I called out weakly to Wen Yuan who stood at the entrance with her glaive, and was at a loss as to what I ought to say.

My path…

“Yun Chang, let’s get out of here quick while Bian Xi is knocked out!”

Eh?

Wen Yuan flew into the room and picked up Hua Tuo as she said so while Liao Hua and Lu Bu carried Gan Qing and Mi Zhen respectively.

Eh??

“General Guan, don’t just stand there.” Liao Hua turned and looked at me with a calm expression, “We won’t be able to re-supply but we still have enough provisions for the time being so let’s go.”

Ah! I grabbed my glaive and quickly made for the entrance.

As I left, I stepped across Bian Xi’s body and saw that she had her eyes closed in a peaceful expression. Her cheeks were also still a healthy shade.

Wen Yuan didn’t cut down Bian Xi. She only knocked her out with her hilt.

Hu. I exhaled and ran up to the rest who were ahead.

I thought there might be more hindrances but we didn’t encounter much resistance from a.s.sembling our convoy to exiting the city.

Only after we’d made it a few miles out away from the city did I rest easy.

“Yun Chang.”

“Eh?!” I got a shock when Wen Yuan suddenly clapped my shoulder.

“I feel like you’re a little weird these few days.”

“Un? Am I? A, am I?” I shook my head as I said so but my expression probably betrayed how I really felt.

“Yun Chang… I don’t know what happened, but I feel like you’ve been pretty distracted after the incident in Luoyang.”

Was it that obvious? I got a shock inside but I quickly accepted the reality before me. Since Wen Yuan asked me outright, I can only tell her the whole truth.

I wavered between feeling that I should and shouldn’t share how I felt and was somehow able to more or less deliver the critical parts of what had been troubling me these few days in dribs and drabs.