Death Flute
Mr. Ouwyang Cu's Promise

Mr. Ouwyang followed the departure of the three girls with a look in his eyes. His face looked flat and cold, but the corners of his eyes were soft. He was very satisfied to see his grandson, future grandson-in-law, and student. They all exceeded his expectations.

He looked at Chien Wan.

“I can see now that you are much more advanced, Chien Wan,” said Mr. Ouwyang. “The Rainbow Sword Science is famous for being great in the martial world. But I've never seen it. Now I want to see it, as well as want to know where your silat science progress!”

“I don't use a sword.”

“Yes, yes, I know!” cut Mr. Ouwyang impatient. “You used your flute. Me too!”

Chien Wan breathed, and nodded.

“Come start!” Mr. Ouwyang plucked his gold flute from his belt. He then jumped towards Chien Wan.

Chien Wan dodged the flute. Then he deployed the Rainbow Sword Science by using his flute as a substitute for the sword.

Chien Wan's movement is beautiful and flexible. The swing of his hands and feet always formed a rainbow-like arch. The flute he used instead of the sword moved quickly and strangely. Sometimes it's gone, sometimes it's gone. Sometimes it seems obvious, sometimes it is vague. As if it could be touched, but it turned out to be just a mirage.

At the end of the movement, Chien Wan jumped lightly. He arched his body like a rainbow and his flute floated out of his hand and swirled around in space giving rise to the hum of soft music.

Mr. Ouwyang was about to attack and grab the flute, but suddenly the flute shone seven small shimmer-like shawls at him. The seven rays were as colorful as rainbow rays. The light blinds the eyes.

Before Mr. Ouwyang came to his senses, Chien Wan pulled the flute back away with a deep exertion. The flute drifted away so as not to injure Mr. Ouwyang. The colorful light went towards a large piece of rock, shutting and twisting it. Bringing the stone into space and....

A BLAR!

Mr. Ouwyang retreated to avoid the pieces of rock being smashed into pieces. He was shocked and amazed. How awesome! Almost equivalent to the Celestial Light Science.

Chien Wan jumped grabbing his flute.

“Good, Chien Wan!” praise Mr. Ouwyang without being able to hide his admiration and pride. He never praised anyone before. But this time he was completely amazed by the greatness of his granddaughter.

“I still have to practice again to really master it.”

“Hm. Surprisingly, why did he teach it to you and not to his student?” muttered Mr. Ouwyang while snorting. “The basis of Pai Tin Fung is strange!”

“According to Elder Pai, Sen Khang is more talented at studying bare-handed science.”

Mr. Ouwyang shook his head in annoyance. “Pai Tin Fung taught my grandson great knowledge. It means he wants me to give something to his student!”

Chien Wan looked at her grandfather with a bright face. “Grandfather, why don't you teach Heavenly Drum Science to Sen Khang?” his proposal. “Sen Khang is talented in bare-handed science. While the Celestial Light Science is indeed empty-handed science.”

“That could only be passed down to one person from each generation. I have chosen Siu Hung as the heir of the generation below me. As my student, it means he's a generation with your father. I could have asked Siu Hung to teach it to Sen Khang because when sorted, Sen Khang is the generation below. He himself had decided to pass the knowledge on to A Lee. I'm getting too old. When A Lee grows up maybe I'm dead.”

Chien Wan understood.

“Or just like this. I'll teach him the Science of the Seven Tones!”

“Hei, Ouwyang Cu!” summon the Medicine God who just came out of the medicine room accompanied by Sen Khang.

Mr. Ouwyang turned his head with a sour look.

“You have to keep your promises, huh? The Science of Seven Tones must be handed down to Sen Khang!” The Medicine God laughed.

Sen Khang remained silent. Actually he did not know what kind of science the Seven Tones Science was. Why does the God of Medicine sound so happy? Is that science really that great?

Chien Wan smiled as she patted Sen Khang on the shoulder. “The Science of Seven Tones is a science that will only be passed down to the son-in-law of the Ouwyang family,”.

Sen Khang. “What..?” he mumbled in disbelief.

Sen Khang could only be glued. His face looks stupid. But slowly his face revealed immeasurable happiness.

At that moment, a voice was not far from them. Everyone turned their heads and saw Ouwyang Ping standing a few meters away from them. The girl's face was red and her chin was shaking. Eyes glazed. He looks sad and embarrassed. Then he turned away.

“Ping-er!” chien Wan.

Sen Khang doesn't care about anything else. Without a second thought, he jumped up and chased after Ouwyang Ping. He ran towards the cliffs by the sea. The place was very steep and Sen Khang was worried.

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Ouwyang Ping stood facing the sea on the edge of a steep cliff. His hair and clothes fluttered in the wind. He stood too close to the edge of the cliff that Sen Khang did not dare to disturb him. Afraid that if he called, Ouwyang Ping would be startled and fall. So the young man just kept quiet and looked back.

The girl turned her body. He was surprised to see Sen Khang looking at him sadly. Unconsciously he retreated.

“Awas!” Sen Khang invaded.

Ouwyang Ping lost his balance and almost fell when Sen Khang did not immediately reach his body. Now the girl was in Sen Khang's arms taking her away from the cliff.

“Stupid girl!” Sen Khang exclaimed in anger. “If you're not willing to tell me, just refuse. I won't be mad at you. No one will be angry if you don't want to. No one will force you. But don't run away like this to the brink again! What if you fall? How about..?” Sen Khang could not continue. He was going to say, ‘what if you die?’ But he can't say it.

Ouwyang Ping was stunned to hear Sen Khang's anger. Sen Khang is always kind, friendly, and thoughtful. Sen Khang was once very angry, and his anger was natural because the events that befell his family were so terrible. But now the anger is different. Sen Khang was angry because he was worried about her.

“A... i...” Ouwyang Ping was nervous when he realized he was in the arms of Sen Khang.

Sen Khang regained his senses and let go of his embrace restlessly.

Ouwyang Ping bit his lips. “Sister Luo, earlier Grandfather said..,” his sis.

“If you don't want to, I'll tell your grandfather. But I want to say that I am happy when I know the meaning of your grandfather's words. I've wanted it for a long time. All this time I could only dream because you didn't want to see me in the least. I realize that you still have memories of the past. But all this time I ventured to hope.” Sen Khang sighed.

Ouwyang Ping was silent while looking down.

“So I can't hope anymore, huh?” Sen Khang forced a smile. “Already. Let's go back. You don't hate me. I'm happy.”

“Sister Luo, I.. I don't know what to say...” Ouwyang Ping raised his face. His eyes looked a bit wet. “You've been good to me, and.”.

“I don't expect a thank you. I'm good to you because I like it. Not for the sake of rewards,” Sen Khang fast.

Ouwyang Ping nodded. “Your kindness always touched me. Even three years ago when I was still with Brother Wan, I once thought... If I had known you earlier than Big Sister Wan, could it be that I would have chosen you? I did feel so devastated when I found out that Sister Wan was my sister. I once decided to be alone and not meet anyone.

“But we were reunited by fate. You are always there whenever I encounter difficulties and need comfort. Without me noticing, the memories of the past began to fade from my memory. I am free to look at my future without being overshadowed by the past.

“Kak Wan has found Kui Fang. And they're happy. I wish I could be as happy as them. When Grandpa said that. But not because I don't want to..” Ouwyang Ping bit his lips again. This time he blushed. “I. Grandfather said that as if there were no people there. Me...”

Sen Khang's murky face gradually brightened listening to the girl's confession. Unable to contain himself, he grabbed Ouwyang Ping body and carried it into his arms. A hug that was so tight as if he was about to put the entire body of the girl into his heart.

“Sister Luo...” Ouwyang Ping did not attempt to escape from that embrace.

Sen Khang is very happy. It felt like he was cheering the joy in his heart. For three years he harbored his love for this girl. This girl finally became his! He promised himself that he would make the girl happy. He will do anything to ensure his happiness.

For a few moments they hugged. Finally Ouwyang Ping pulled himself from Sen Khang's embrace. He looked at the young man with teary eyes and a smile on his lips. The smile that has captured the heart of Sen Khang all this time is a beautiful and charming smile that has made Sen Khang fall in love. The smile that Sen Khang always missed when they separated. Such a dazzling smile.

Ouwyang Ping felt the young man tightly clasping his hand. He let it go. He has received Sen Khang with a sincere heart. The memories of the past will not be remembered again. What he will think about now is his future with Sen Khang. He was sure they would be happy.

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