Death Flute

Death Flute
The New Head of the Commission


“Kak Wan!” Kui Fang ran over.


Chien Wan let out a long breath. “Tomorrow he managed to escape, Kui Fang.”


Kui Fang shook his head. “Still many opportunities,” entertain him. The arm of Chien Wan. “You're fine, right? He didn't hurt you, did he?” ask him to be worried.


Chien Wan shook her head grimly. From the corner of his eye he saw Sen Khang being treated by several people, including Ouwyang Ping. They tied Sen Khang's arm tightly with the help of a stick to realign the broken bone.


The Sen Khang. “You all right?”


Sen Khang nodded. “She escaped again.”


Chien Wan's face grew even more grim. “Yes. Sorry.”


“He's very cunning. It's not your fault,” ring Sen Khang.


Swordsman Sung approached with great concern. “You all right?”


Sen Khang shook his head and looked at Pendekar Sung with regret. “The meeting of the warriors is so chaotic like this. How's this, Uncle?”


Swordsman Sung sighed. “Entahlah. To have a re-meeting is also impossible anymore.”


“Why should I be questioned again?” sambar Pendekar Fu's. “It is clear that among all of us, Pendekar Luo and Pendekar Ouwyang are the greatest silatnya science!”


“Betul! Right!” keep up Pendekar Can.


“They both are the right candidates to replace you, Brother Sung!” timpal Pendekar Lei's.


Swordsman Sung's face was radiant. Actually, he had been thinking about it. ever since he thought of retiring, in his mind he thought of the two young men as his successors. It's just that he can't express it openly because he does not want to be considered favoritism by fellow members of the Holy World. However, the two young men were still in close contact with him. But if it is proposed by other warriors, he will agree with it gladly.


“How, Chien Wan? You're willing to be the Head of the Press?” ask Pendekar Sung.


“No, Uncle. I can't,” reject Chien Wan.


“But you are perfect for...”.


“I'm not ready!” chien Wan said firmly. “Sorry, preferably something else.”


Swordsman Sung stared in despair. He knew the silent but very steady temperament of Chien Wan. Once he decided something firmly, nothing could change his stance.


“Then, why not Swordsman Luo alone?” the Pendekar Can.


Swordsman Sung nodded in pleasure. “Ya, right. Sen Khang, you are very suitable to occupy this position.”


All the warriors vying to propose it to Sen Khang so that the young man was confused to hear it. He has always wanted to play a role in the martial world. But he did not want to occupy the post of Chairman of the Military in such circumstances, where he still had very risky personal problems.


“I'm sorry. But I can't keep up with your requests. Besides because I am inexperienced, also because I am still burdened with personal problems that hamper,” Sen Khang refused.


“But your problem is Chi Meng Huan, Swordsman Luo. Chi Meng Huan that is a matter of the martial World as well!” rebut Pendekar Kim.


“Really! Right!” another swordsman.


“My silatmu is not tough either. The proof is that I can be defeated by Chi Meng Huan,” Sen Khang said, still trying to resist.


“Chi Meng Huan is a big villain. He doesn't count!” pendekar Fu hatch.


All the warriors in the race stated this and that to convince Sen Khang.


“They are all right!”


Sen Khang turned his head in shock because that voice was the voice of Mr. Ouwyang.


“Kakek Ouwyang?”


“You must listen to their requests. You're the right one to be the Head of Personnel!” said Mr. Ouwyang firmly. He did not say this because Sen Khang was the future granddaughter-in-law of his son-in-law. He has been watching Sen Khang closely since the first time they met and increasingly convinced in recent months.he saw the authority and charisma of Sen Khang. The young man was born to be a leader. Talent cannot be wasted.


“But...”.


“A wise leader should not hesitate!”


Swordsman Sung looked at Sen Khang expectantly. All the officers did the same.


Sen Khang turned his head and looked at Ouwyang Ping. The girl was a bit sad, but she nodded. Then he looked at Chien Wan. And his best friend nodded small.


So he also resolved. “Good. But since I'm inexperienced, then I need help from you guys.”


All looked on happily and in unison saluted.


“Welcome, new Head of Insight!”


***


Since the beginning, Sen Khang has confirmed to others that even though he has become the Head of the Military, he will still live in Wisma Bambu. And he also needed the help of all the warriors. He is not smart and does not hesitate to ask. All the warriors admired him and were grateful for the decision to choose him.


But for several days Sen Khang saw the strangeness in Ouwyang Ping. The girl became very quiet. He was much quieter than usual, and became very moody. Only talk when asked. And tends to shy away from Sen Khang.


Sen Khang became restless with his girl's attitude.


Finally Sen Khang asked Chien Wan.


“Chien Wan, do you know why Ping-er has been so cold to me lately?” ask Sen Khang worried.


Chien Wan frowned. “Entahlah. Have you asked him?”


“I haven't managed to get him to talk.”


“Try again. Find an opportunity where he can't dodge.”


And that opportunity comes when night falls.


Ouwyang Ping was standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the clear night sky. Millions of stars twinkled in the sky like millions of diamonds. The sky is so beautiful. Ouwyang Ping looked at him with a turbulent chest.


“Ping-er.”


The girl looked surprised. Sen Khang walked towards him, making him fret. Lately his heart is always restless when he meets Sen Khang. Precisely since Sen Khang was appointed Chairman of the Military.


“Sister Luo,” sweep slowly. “I just went to room.”


Sen Khang shook his head and grabbed the girl's arm. He knew Ouwyang Ping was lying. He knew that the girl was occupying one of the huts along with Kui Fang and Siu Hung, but he knew that Ouwyang Ping was not too loud there. It was impossible that the girl would rather be in that stuffy cabin than be with him.


“I want to talk.”


Ouwyang Ping was wrong. “Mm... how's your arm doing?”


“I've been cured. And don't switch the conversation!” sen Khang said firmly. “Why are you avoiding me? What was my mistake with you? Say so I can fix it.”


Ouwyang Ping was stunned. “Why do you think you're guilty of me? You have done absolutely nothing wrong,” the ring is soft.


“Then why did you avoid me?”


“I...”


“You don't like me being the Head of the Press?” cut Sen Khang with admirable understanding, which made the girl flinch. “So right?”


The girl's eyes became sad.


“You're afraid I'm forgetting you?” Sen Khang whispered softly. “Because if that's what you're worried about, I swear it'll never happen. But if you can't calm down either, I'll relinquish that post. Being the chairman is not worth you. After all, I really don't want to be the Head of the Prison. Me...”


“Sister Luo!” cut Ouwyang Ping. “Do not talk like that. You misunderstood.”


“Then?”


Ouwyang Ping sighed. “Being the Head of the Press means having to deal with many people, overcome many problems, face many dangers. They must be ready to be adored and respected, but they must be prepared to be hated and hostile. I just can't imagine what kind of life you're going to live. And... can I face all that? Can I accompany you without any demands?”


Sen Khang was stunned.


“Cause when something happens to you, I..”.


The girl did not want to continue her words anymore. He lowered his head. He has talked too much.


Sen Khang smiled. All this time, the girl worried about him. He feels very happy. He lifted the girl's chin gently. He looked at Ouwyang Ping eyes feelingly.


“All you can do is always be near me. That alone is enough for me.”


“I... I do not mind facing any danger, Brother Luo. I just want you to survive..” Ouwyang Ping bit his lips. “I know how painful it hurts to lose. I don't want to experience it again for the second time.”.


The girl's voice was so soft, barely audible. Sen Khang could hear it. It's very moved. It turned out that this girl needed him so much that she was afraid of losing him.


Sen Khang grabbed the girl into his arms. “You will never lose me,” his promise full of earnestness.


Ouwyang Ping nodded in the young man's arms. His love for Sen Khang continued to grow and spread beautifully. He did not know how he could resist the young man. But it is not too late. It was fortunate that the young man was not deterred by himself and continued to try to grab his heart.


He believes his future will be happy with Sen Khang.


***