136 Hes Gone (1/2)
”The Bai army?”
Manchu's expression immediately changed.
How did they find them?
An Sun rose unsteadily to his feet. ”It's about time they showed up.”
Manchu frowned and walked over to prevent the man from getting up.
”Hey! Where are you going? Sun, you're still injured you shouldn't…”
An Sun's expression was as cool as ever, like an icy mountain. His tone was calm as he said: ”I need to go.”
Manchu looked over at the man's pale yet serious expression and sighed.
”Honestly, you're asking for death at this point.”
Manchu helped An Sun out of the bed and draped a coat over his exposed, white back. His long black hair fell onto his sturdy, ramrod-straight back. The ink colored hair and white skin added to his strong oppressing power.
An Sun raised his eyes expressionlessly. ”Let's go.”
…
In front of An Sun's camp, the Tuhan troops stood guard by the entrance. The bitter stench of blood filled the air from the previous bodies, stains of blood still visible in the snow.
A few feet away, they saw the cavalry of fully armored men with a lion emblem, joined by an oppressive presence, and ferocious eyes from each soldier.
It was the Bai Army!
In the front of the ranks, was a silver-haired man mounted on a white horse, his polished silver armor with a lion emblem on it. Mounted beside him was a gruff, large man, his biting cold eyes piercing through the Tuhan troops.
They all looked on coldly, without uttering a single word. The whole scene caused the air to feel heavy.
Bai Han narrowed his eyes and glanced at the elite Tuhan troops. Unexpectedly, even under their oppressing presence, they did not cower nor retreat in fear.
These were the fearless bastards who kidnapped his precious granddaughter!
When Bai Han's thoughts veered off in that direction, killing intent flashed in his eyes as he mounted off his horse and gripped his sword.
He'll kill every single one of them!
At that moment, he heard the sound of footsteps walking in the snowfield. Bai Han raised his eyes, the murderous malice within them flowed unrestrained.
It was him!
A young man draped in a collard furred brown cloak walked out. Under the cloak, his broad shoulders, pale muscled chest, wrapped in bandages were visible. His black long hair flowing behind him, displaying his white, glowing skin. His dead eyes set ahead.
Stepping forward without hesitation, An Sun stopped until he was a few feet in front of the Bai Army.
An Sun disregarded the Bai Army's deathly stares toward him and asked in a clear voice. ”I take it you're Bai Han?”
Bai Han narrowed his eyes and looked at the solitary figure before him.
”Where's my grandson?”
An Sun had no expression. The look in Bai Han's eyes darkened.
”I asked you, where is he? Where is my grandson, Bai Lan?” He repeated coldly.
After a brief period of dazed silence, An Sun finally said: ”He's gone.”
The air turned stiff. Bai Han emitted a low laugh; his eyes glinted coldly as his mouth curled up slightly into a sneer.
”You're lying.”
An Sun didn't retort but simply continued to blink at the old commander with a dead expression. General Guo mounted on the side could not help but crease his brows in a deep frown.
Something in the air felt wrong.
General Guo shot up a wintry glance toward An Sun, his eyes colder than ice over a frozen lake. An Sun gave him a faint glimpse that held no emotional fluctuations at all.
However, for a brief period, a flash of affliction surfaced on his face before he averted his eyes.
This look was enough to make General Guo's heart stiffen.