Death Flute
Road Clashing

After bidding farewell to Chairman Wu and his wife, Sen Khang and Ouwyang Ping traveled to Bukit Merak. They were shocked because it turned out that Chairman Wu allowed Kui Fang to go with them. They also actually did not understand why Kui Fang wanted to go with them. They don't mind the girl coming.

Sen Khang was curious about the girl's intentions, so he asked, “What exactly prompted you to come with us, Kui Fang?”

Kui Fang smiled slightly. “Yah's... Chang Fei Yu is your friend. Means he must also be Brother Ouwyang's friend. It was possible that Brother Ouwyang was there at the moment. That way I can meet him,” he said innocently.

Ouwyang Ping's forehead throbbed to hear it. Kui Fang does love his brother! The girl did not hide this reality at all. It wasn't even awkward to reveal all that before him and Sen Khang.

Sen Khang was a little unwell to hear that. He could not guess what Ouwyang Ping was thinking now. Kui Fang is an honest and innocent girl. Not that he meant hurting Ouwyang Ping. He expresses his feelings with a clean heart because he knows nothing.

They no longer talked about Chien Wan after that. Their journey was done as quickly as possible and in just two days they arrived at Bukit Merak.

Their arrival shocked Fei Yu.

“Why can you come here?” he asked after they all sat in the meeting room.

“We heard the calamity that befell you while we were at the Butterfly Party. That's why we decided to come,” Sen Khang explained.

“Couple Party? So you guys didn't come directly from Wisma Bambu?”

Sen Khang shook his head. “Everyone is anxious when you leave without saying goodbye. That was what was originally our reason for leaving Wisma Bambu, which was to meet you. But in the middle of the road, we agreed to go the other way and just know we have arrived at the Butterfly Party.”

Fei Yu nodded in understanding. His gaze turned towards Kui Fang. “Dan, you are...”.

Kui Fang stood up and saluted. “My name is Wu Kui Fang, daughter of the head of the Butterfly Party. We've all heard of the disaster you've been through. My arrival here is to express sympathy as well as to tell that we in the Butterfly Party are now trying to help find the traitor's trail,” he said calmly.

Fei Yu was impressed to hear that. He stood up and returned the honor with gratitude. “Thank you for all your attention. We appreciate it very much.”

“What can we do, Fei Yu?” sela Ouwyang Ping's.

“Nothing. Your arrival alone has comforted us,” by Fei Yu. Then suddenly his face turned red. “I am very embarrassed to have made you worry by leaving Wisma Bambu without notice.”

“We are very worried,” Sen Khang said seriously. “Especially Uncle Sung. She's really upset that you took Siu Hung. He was worried thinking about how to explain it to Swordsman Sung.”

Swordsman Sung interrupted, “It's okay. They arrived safely. Anyway, I've been questioning Siu Hung. He himself wanted to come home with Fei Yu.”

Sen Khang and Ouwyang Ping simultaneously looked at the cute grimacing Siu Hung in the corner of the room.

“Actually your arrival is very late. Just now Chien Wan left here,” said Fei Yu lightly.

“Chien Wan?”

“Kak Wan?”

Fei Yu nodded. “When I got here, it turned out that Chien Wan was at Uncle Sung Han's house. He came here to help me. But a few days ago there was news circulating that Cheng Sam was seen at the Bamboo Guesthouse. We were so worried Cheng Sam would mess up there. So Chien Wan deliberately went there to warn you. Unexpectedly you guys don't even exist.”

“When does he leave?” sambar Ouwyang Ping's.

“Tadi morning.”

Sen Khang secretly glanced at the agitated-looking Ouwyang Ping. The girl's face looked sad as well as relieved. They had almost met Chien Wan if they had arrived earlier than this.

Instead, Kui Fang looked extremely disappointed. “Honey once, yes?”

Suddenly Swordsman Sung stood up. He looks very worried. “You guys are here, meaning the Bamboo Guesthouse is short on people, huh? Are my brother and A Ming and Ouwyang's husband-wife still there?”

“Still,” nod Sen Khang—who did not know that Ouwyang Kuan and his wife and son had come home.

“Do you not have to go home to Wisma Bambu? I'm afraid Cheng Sam came and made a mess,” said Swordsman Sung.

“Dad!” sela Siu Hung was impatient. “Cheng Sam isn't that great! What the hell is it that's worried about? Uncle Chang could lose because he was playing poison!”

“Do not underestimate Cheng Sam.” Fei Yu suddenly stood up. “She has been in Bukit Merak for over twenty years. I think he's been secretly studying our mistress sciences, including the Book of Shadow Swords. The weakness he has shown so far must be just a trick!”

“Betul!” the Swordsman Sung. “Especially if it is true that he cooperated with the six great warriors of Khitan! They can be very dangerous!”

“So how?” ask Ouwyang Ping worriedly.

“You better not waste any more time! Go home to the Bamboo House now. Hopefully there's nothing and everything I'm afraid of doesn't happen. But there is no harm in keeping watch,” tell Pendekar Sung firmly.

Sen Khang agreed. “Good. Me and Ping-er are going home now.”

Kui Fang stood up. “I'm coming.”

Sen Khang nodded and Ouwyang Ping could not prevent.

So without wasting any more time, they went to the Bamboo Guesthouse.

***

Chien Wan traveled in a hurry. I don't know why, his feelings are getting worse and worse. It felt like something was clumping in his heart and he did not know how to get rid of the anxiety. His mind was imagining all sorts of things that might happen.

The distance from Bukit Merak to the Bamboo guesthouse is quite far and must be done for days. Chien Wan had been walking non-stop and had only rested to sleep at night for a few hours. But it still took him about three days to get there.

He had already passed through the last village he had to reach to reach the Bamboo Forest. The exhaustion forced him to stop for a moment.

He sat under a tree and ate a bakpao without the contents he bought in the village to prop his stomach up. It feels bland of course. But better than having to endure hunger.

Suddenly, some people jumped in front of him.

Chien Wan threw away the rest of her bakpa and stood up on standby.

There were six people surrounding him. All boys. They were dressed in traditional Khitan— the same kind of clothes he saw two years ago on the border of Lok Yang City. It was just that he only saw two people, instead of six.

“Greetings, Brother Dies!” greet them in unison.

“Who are you?” chien Wan asked coldly.

One of the men approached and smiled. “We Six Brothers from Khitan.”

“We want you to come with us,” added his friend.

“We have long admired the big name Death Flute. As a fellow member of Persilatan World, let us just entertain you at our inn.”

Chien Wan's forehead was wrinkled suspiciously. There is no lodging in this place.

As if you could read the mind of Chien Wan, one of them— in yellow— said, “Our inn is in the village you just passed earlier.”

“How did you know I passed by the village there?” chien Wan asked increasingly suspiciously.

The six people were somewhat jolted as if realizing that they had mispronounced.

“Do you guys follow me?” Chien Wan looked suspiciously.

“Of course not. Isn't it to arrive at the Bamboo Forest you have to pass through the village?” chelates the guy.

Chien Wan watched them. “It looks like you guys aren't Tionggoan.”

“Indeed not.” They smiled, thinking that Chien Wan was no longer suspicious. “We are from Khitan. We just arrived in the Tionggoan Mainland so don't know how the manners are here. Sorry if our attitude is impolite.”

“Newly arrived here?”

“Betul. We don't even know this area.”

“Lantas how do you know who I am and how do you know this place is called Bamboo Forest?”

How surprised were the six. Instantly the friendly masks they were wearing came off and their true nature appeared on each other's faces. Voracious, evil, and cruel faces.

“Suling Death, don't lick your tongue with us!” sniped one of them.

“Cute us if you want congratulations!”

“If not, you will we finish!” threaten them.

Chien Wan remained standing in a calm manner, completely unaffected by the threat. “I have no business with you guys.”

“Then you challenge us!” They leapt into the middle of a wider field and challenged Chien Wan to step into their midst.

Chien Wan looked at them calmly without emotion. He also stepped forward.

The Six Brothers of the Khitan were actually not new people in the martial World. They had been in the Tionggoan Mainland for approximately five years. They already understood the customs of the Tionggoan people, but still could not understand them. So they insisted on his whiteness attribute. Even the clothes they wear are traditional Khitan clothing, which is also intended as an insult to typical Tionggoan clothing that they consider impractical.

They have a fondness to challenge anyone who is famous in the martial World. Their pride as Khitans was shown by defeating the powerful Tionggoans. When they defeat a Tionggoan warrior, they will boast of the conquest and call it the conquest of the Tionggoans.

The name of the great Deathly Distilled that was heard lately made them curious and wanted to defeat him. So they deliberately confronted Chien Wan here to challenge him.

“Take out your famous flute!” challenge them.

Chien Wan said it. He pulled the flute from behind his belt.

One of the six people jumped at him with a very slick movement. That person was armed with an extremely sharp steel-tipped spear. As he moved, the spear tip snatched towards Chien Wan.

Chien Wan repelled him with her flute. He mustered a special silat knowledge of the famous but dangerous Nada Valley. He made it a weapon. In a one-on-one fight, he never blew his flute because it was unfair to his audience.

The battle was amazing and amazed. Their movement is getting faster and faster so it is difficult for ordinary people to follow it. People who are not silatists will only look at two shadows flashing back and forth and twitching their eyes. Occasionally there was a clinking sound as their weapons clashed.

After a while, it became clear that the Khitan were still outclassed by Chien Wan. Their differences are quite far away. Chien Wan was far superior to that Khitan.

So the man retreated in place of his friend who was armed with a pair of crooked swords. His demons were dead and made a terrifying whirring sound.

Chien Wan returned to face him calmly but surely.

That is how the battle goes on. The Khitans fought him in turn. After one almost lost, it was replaced by another. The crooked sword was replaced by the man armed with the machete, after which it was replaced again by his dagger-armed friend, then by his empty-handed friend. And the latter had the ability to use secret weapons.

The user of the secret weapon carried out his attack suddenly in the midst of a fight. He was the most cunning of the six, and the most cunning. They were all cunning, yet Chien Wan was still able to anticipate the cunning of his other five opponents. But he was a bit overwhelmed to face the latter.

However, he was already exhausted from having to face six people in a row. Facing this last man is hard.

The six people were overwhelmed to face Chien Wan. However, they were amazed by Chien Wan. Other warriors could never deal with them in turn like this. While Chien Wan, although exhausted, but still looks tough and does not give up in the slightest.

After the fight had lasted for quite a while, the Six Brothers from Khitan finally intended to finish their fight. As Chien Wan was facing the last of them, the five of them leapt out from all directions.

Chien Wan stopped moving.

“We are amazed by your service, Death Flute!” said the first man armed with a spear.

“Unfortunately we have orders to finish you!” connect the man with the machete.

“From whom?” chien Wan asked calmly.

“We don't need to say it!”

“From Cheng Sam?”

Six Khitan Brothers laughed. “So what you think! Anyway we have to finish you off. Attack!”

The six of them immediately swarmed Chien Wan and attacked simultaneously. Chien Wan bounces and jumps to get away from them. But wherever he went, it seemed they could all surround him.

Chien Wan's movements somewhat diminished his agility due to fatigue. He was very surprised to see the six brothers. If earlier when fighting one on one they can still be defeated, now when attacking simultaneously they cover each other's shortcomings. As a result, Chien Wan is now the one who is desperate.

Then there's no other choice.

Chien Wan brought the flute closer to her mouth and drew a very sharp tone painful to their ears. The tone grew so sharp that the six of them were forced to stop attacking to catch their breath and exert their inner strength to withstand the deadly force of the flute sound.

But the flute of Chien Wan was unstoppable. He was nicknamed the Death Flute precisely because of his ability to blow the flute that gave rise to the rhythm of death for others. Once he blew his flute during the fight, it is certain that he will always excel and his opponents will give up losing.

That is what happened to the Six Brothers of the Khitan.

When they were tired of exerting energy inside, then Chien Wan stopped blowing the flute.

After the flute force was gone, the six people instantly moved very quickly leaving Chien Wan.