The Endless Fight
Zhi Lin's

"You're awake apparently."

Someone's voice resuscitated Zhi Lin from her daydream, a middle-aged woman approached Zhi Lin with a bowl of porridge in her hand.

"I don't think you're gonna wake up again, sleep like a dead body."

"Teacher, i_"

"Three days ago I found you lying in the woods, what happened? Did something happen to you?"

"What! three days? That means Zhi Lin was asleep for three days?!"

"Mn, you're still lucky! If you're a few minutes late, then you'll have to fight to get up from your grave" the middle-aged woman said with a flat expression, not at all joking.

Zhi Lin could only sigh at the words that were thrown from the mouth of the teacher.

"Eat it, after that just continue to talk."

The middle-aged woman looks about 65 years old, but in fact the middle-aged woman is 99 years old.

Shilin the name of the middle-aged woman, Shilin is the only oldest woman in the eastern mainland, her presence was not known to anyone because Shilin chose to live alone in the depths of the forest located in the North city. But that does not mean Shilin does not know anything that happens in the outside world, it's just that Shilin is too lazy to interfere in the affairs of humanity or the stealth nation.

And ten years ago Shilin had the arrival of a small guest in her residence, in the end Shilin was taking care of the little baby until now. Shilin named the little baby Zhi Lin, and now Zhi Lin became Shilin's only disciple.

After finishing half a bowl of Shilin-made porridge, Zhi Lin started telling stories.

"While in the forest, Zhi Lin heard the voices of mutual disdain in Zhi Lin's mind. Zhi Lin didn't know why, but Zhi Lin felt familiar with those voices."

"Teacher does the teacher know where I really came from?"

"Why suddenly ask? I told you I found you in front of my house, so I don't know where you came from. Whether the parents who would abandon their children who have just been born, which surely parents like them should not be called parents!"

Zhi Lin was stunned, although every day interacting with his teacher Zhi Lin still often felt a little sentimental by the sipat the teacher who impressed tempramental.

"What did you hear them talk about? uh,"

"The voices said..a-I am a part of them," Zhi Lin said as he lowered his head.

Shilin's facial expression turned stiff, she looked at her only disciple closely.

"Looks like you're a part of them!"

Zhi Lin gawked, not understanding what the teacher said Zhi Lin asked, "Does the teacher know anything?"

"No, just guess," Shilin's expression returned flat.

Zhi Lin knew very well the attitude of the teacher who never cared about anything, so Zhi Lin was determined to find his own.

"Teacher, can Zhi Lin ask permission?"

"You want to go to the city and mingle with the people who are in that city?!"

This is one of the advantages possessed by his teacher, this teacher can always guess right on target, exactly like a psychic who always knows.

While waiting for the unflagging answer to come out of the teacher's mouth, Zhi Lin squeezed her clothes to reduce the nervousness she felt, dealing with the tempramental teacher made Zhi Lin always wary when dealing with him.

"Okay, maybe it's time you saw the outside world. But remember, always be careful and do not easily believe in anyone. People who look good are not necessarily good people."

"Thank you teacher."

***

Tian Zhao and the envoy of Jin Hui and the entire group of fighters returned to the Northern city, for the first time the envoy of Jin Hui left the eastern city and would settle in the Northern city for quite a long time.

Fortunately, the envoy of Jin Hui still did not have a partner, so it was easy for the envoy of Jin Hui to serve and live anywhere.

After a very tiring journey at last Tian Zhao, Jin Hui's envoy and entourage arrived at the gate of the Northern city. The guards welcomed the arrival of the troops led by Tian Zhao. But a moment later they all fell silent after making sure there was no ruler of the Northern city among the entourage who returned from the battlefield.

Whispers rang out among the crowd of people who welcomed the return of the combat troops, the article is now returning from the battlefield only a few, just a few, there was not even a third of the number before the troops departed. And in the absence of the ruler of the city made everyone conclude that the city of the North had lost.

Envoy Jin Hui who noticed everyone's expressions turned disappointed, immediately advised Tian Zhao to say a few words regarding the war event and the end of the conclusion.

Tian Zhao nodded and began to open a voice that was fed with spiritual energy so that everyone could hear it clearly.

"The citizens are all, I am Tian Zhao who will replace the father to become the ruler of the city because the father has died while in the battlefield. But you all need not worry. Even if we lose the war, our city is still ours. The ruler of the eastern city has no intention of taking control of our city, so an agreement has been made between the northern city and the eastern city. In the future no one will ever again be able to take up arms to fight, in other words we are at peace and will coexist."

After hearing Tian Zhao's words, then all the citizens could breathe a sigh of relief. They were all terrified that the Northern City would be taken over and would change their fate for the worse.

At first all the citizens never agreed with the city lord's decision to fight, but they were just commoners who if they shouted no one would listen to their cries. Especially before the North city was dominated by black-robed people who always do arbitrarily, he said, all the citizens no one dared to resist because the people in black robes had the support of the beloved wife of the city lord.

"Alright, from now on let's reassemble our lives for the better" Tian Zhao said.

"May the ruler of the city live a long and always be endowed."

"Life the city lord!" The gatekeeper's leader represented everyone's words.

"Life the lord of the city."

"Life the lord of the city."

"Life the lord of the city."

The cheers of all the citizens accompanied Tian Zhao's journey towards the residence of the city lord. On the corner of the street stood a little girl who kept paying attention to Tian Zhao, that girl was none other than Zhi Lin.

Zhi Lin clenched his hands together until he seeped blood as his sharp nails pierced his own palms, his knuckles until they turned white so hard Zhi Lin squeezed his own hands.

Zhi Lin's gaze never shifted from the handsome youngster sitting dashingly on the horse, Zhi Lin was sure that it was the young man present in the picture in his dream.

"I have to find out the truth," murmured Zhi Lin.