Death Flute
Decision A Ming

A Ming's departure was indeed not prevented by anyone, but Fei Yu chased after him followed by Sen Khang and Chien Wan.

“A Ming!”

A Ming stopped his steps.

Fei Yu turned around the girl to look at her face. “Where are you going? Back to the monastery? Nevermind! You don't have to be a nun. If you are still angry with your father and do not want to stay with him, you can stay in Bukit Merak!”

“I've decided to live celibate,” said A Ming flatly.

“Are you unwilling to give your father a chance, Miss?” ask Sen Khang seriously. “Your father deserves a chance to prove himself.”

“I don't think about that anymore. The hatred has gone from my heart. Now I can be a nun with a clean soul.”

“Do you really want to be a nun?”

Sen Khang's question was really surprising and made A Ming flinch. He grasped his speed tightly to stop the tremors of his hand. Sweat appeared above his lips.

“I don't understand what you mean!”

“For so long you have known no other life than in the convent. You have never had a valuable experience in this life. Are you sure you won't regret it someday? Life is full of twists and turns, but also beautiful.” Sen Khang smiled. “You don't want to enjoy the goods for a moment?”

A Ming widened his eyes and looked at the handsome young man. I don't know why his heart is warm. The warmth spread to his face, making him look away. “I... I have no intention to live outside the monastery..!”.

Suddenly....

“Nona! Miss Siu Hung! Well, where are you going? Your father told you to stay in the room!”

Along with this clear cry, a tiny body shot towards the four people who were talking. The blue-clothed figure directly walked up to A Ming and hid behind the girl, making the girl half-dead shocked.

“You?”

Siu Hung loosened his tongue towards A Kuang—the bodyguard charged with guarding him, and exclaimed, “I want to play outside! Please report to my father if you dare!”

The bodyguard gasped and stopped before A Ming, desperately trying to capture Siu Hung. But Siu Hung always managed to dodge so they finally chased around A Ming who was confused.

“Hei—“

Siu Hung paid no heed to A Ming's confusion, continuing to use the girl as a shield. He laughed mockingly and continued to tease his bodyguards. The guard almost cried so badly.

“Come on, catch me if you can! Ugly basic!”

“Yes God, Miss!” lament A Kuang tormented. Obviously he can't catch Siu Hung. Her kungfu cleverness was definitely no match for that wayward girl.

Sen Khang, Chien Wan, and Fei Yu watched in astonishment and amusement. They were also eager to see A Ming being overwhelmed because his body was made into a shield and twisted around arbitrarily by Siu Hung.

Sen Khang was not. He jumped up and caught Siu Hung.

“Badles!” nagging Sen Khang while fretting at the girl's ears. His face looked fierce, yet his eyes sparkled in a joke.

Siu Hung was shocked. “Ouch! Ow hell! Wretch! Who are you? How dare you with a child! Let's face my father if you dare! Big people don't know the rules! You don't know who you're dealing with! I'm the number one silat expert in the world! Don't be so reckless with me!” the cerocos is unrelenting.

Sen Khang took off his window. He's ruffled around the waist. “Have nagged her enough? You are really outrageous! Don't play your father's men like that. You're right about the little guy!”

Siu Hung stupefied. “I have the heart, yes?” tanyanya stupid. And with great surprise, he approached A Kuang who was panting out of breath. He puts his hands together and puts it out. “Sorry, yes? Ii'm sorry. I didn't know you were a little guy. I think your family is prosperous, you're fat once!”

A Kuang did not know whether to laugh or cry. He will never get used to this non-existent nature. He just grimaced while scratching his head.

At that time, Siu Hung was already cheerful again. He turned his body and grabbed A Ming's arm tightly until the girl was shocked. “You're my cousin! You're Uncle Cen's son! You must want to stay with us, right? Goody! I have a friend to play with!” he exuberantly. “Let me take you for a walk! We can see courts, gambling houses and newly opened brothels at the end of that street! I guarantee you, you'll be happy!”

“Home gambling? A brothel? My God!” A Kuang again hit his own head.

A Ming felt awkward at his cousin's rapture towards him. He tried to avoid the embrace of Siu Hung, but in vain.

“Let's go home! Why are you anyway? Just arrived to leave again! What's so good about being a nun? Eat always vegetables, everywhere can not, bound by these rules - that rule! Better stay with us! Or with Uncle Cen in the Valley of Tones! Or with the Thousand Faces God on Peacock Hill! Why go back to the convent?”

A Ming's body stiffened. “Why do you know all this? Who are you really? Why did you say I was your cousin?”

“My name is Sung Siu Hung. I'm Swordsman Sung's son. And as to why I know all this...” Siu Hung winked witfully, “just consider me great. Know everything!”

“Great what?” grouse A Kuang. “So Miss instead of entering the room, instead eavesdropping from the door gap!”

The laughter of Sen Khang and Fei Yu exploded together, while Chien Wan smiled slightly.

Siu Hung raised his chin haughtily. “News sources can be from anywhere! Who wants to miss the latest news? Definitely not me!”

A Ming released Siu Hung's hand checks. “I'm sorry. I can't accept your offer. I want to go back to the monastery. That's where I'm at.”

But Siu Hung did not give up. He blocked the other arm of A Ming. “Ah, you lied!”

A Ming was stunned, then said somewhat angrily, “Biksuni never lied. Please Miss did not offend me.”

“I told you the truth. Living in a monastery means no longer thinking about worldly affairs. Then, why are you wearing a pearl hairpick under your bun hat? And why did you buy a box of powder at the market earlier?” Siu Hung said cheerfully.

A Ming's face paled. Immediately hit his head. His hat did cover his entire hair, but the part that was shouldered and wore a hairpick could be felt by him. And true. Before arriving at Pendekar Sung's residence, Mr. Chang invited them to stop by the restaurant and take a short walk. He bought a box of powder for his face.

Quietly, Chien Wan was shocked. It turned out that this naughty girl had an extremely sharp foresight and memory. He and the others paid absolutely no attention to the protruding part on the cloth hat of A Ming. He only saw it after Siu Hung said it.

Siu Hung laughed cheerfully. His eyes met Chien Wan's eyes. Naughty he blinked his eyes. “Sister agrees with me, right?” tanyanya cheerful. “Kakak also saw what I saw right?” He approached Chien Wan and held her arm with both hands and shook her. His attitude was so familiar and without the slightest sense of awkwardness. Chien Wan smiled at him. This little girl made him feel comfortable so moved her lips to smile again.

“He was right, A Ming.” Fei Yu interrupted and approached. “Don't waste your youth in the convent unless you really intend to have celibacy forever. You have nowhere to go other than at the convent. You have Peacock Hill, Nada Valley, and also Lok Yang City. It's up to you to stay where.”

“Really! Absolutely right!”

Somehow Mr. Chang, Sung Cen, and Swordsman Sung were already there. They listened to the young boys' conversation and agreed completely with Fei Yu and Siu Hung. Swordsman Sung even forgot his original intention to scold his daughter.

They all look.

A Ming's gaze met that of Sung Cen who looked pale and sad. There seemed to be a lot Sung Cen wanted to say, but he did not say. The man felt he had no right to say anything because he had wasted his daughter for so many years. Now it's up to A Ming.

“A Ming, do not return to the monastery. You don't have to go back there if you don't want to. You still have a family that cares about you.” Mr. Chang walked up to his nephew and held his frail shoulder.

“Uncle Te, i..”.

“I do not want you to be a nun. I've lost my sister, now I have to lose her daughter too?” Mr. Chang took a breath. “I should never have sent you to a convent. It's myfault. It's just that I had no choice but to execute your mother's last request.”

A Ming lowered his head. Felt fucked. He was raised as a nun candidate, but there are many things he wants to achieve. Siu Hung is right. If he still wanted worldly things, there was no way he could become a nun. He lifted his face and looked back at his father.

Finally he nodded. “Good. I'll stay at Bukit Merak.”

This decision pleased everyone. Even Sung Cen seemed calm. If the daughter decides so, then she still has a chance to approach her daughter. And perhaps someday, A Ming would be able to forgive him.

“Then, let's go back home. I'll entertain you all with a delicious meal!” said Pendekar Sung excited.

“Hore!!” cheer Siu Hung. “I want to drink a lot of wine!”

Swordsman Sung scrunched his eyebrows. “What are you doing here? Aren't you being punished?” the hardic.

“Waduh, t..!” Siu Hung widened his eyes, and retreated. “Kabuuurrrr!!!” he was running as fast as lightning.

“Siu Hung!”