The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 147 - Abduction of Yin Jiao
The girl who was crying by the river was Yin Jiao. An innocent and also intelligent beauty owner who is the grandson of Emperor Ziran, ruler of the Diqiu Empire. Although he always lived in luxury and was strictly trained to be the successor of the empire. However, he had a shortcoming that was often said to be a handicap for the noble family, namely a burn on his forehead.
Since childhood Yin Jiao felt very closed and often shunned because of the burns on her face, although he always covered the wound with his long hair but still there were a few people who knew and gossiped about him. He always felt insecure and often cried alone on the edge of the river in the palace courtyard. Maybe for some people this is not a big thing, but for him this is the biggest problem in his life.
Because in any case, Yin Jiao was always required to be perfect.
By coming to this place Yin Jiao hoped that the water flowing in the river could bring away her grief and repair her burns.
He clearly remembered how he almost burned inside the residence when he was a child because someone wanted to kill him. It's not unusual anymore when important family members seem to be hunted down and targeted for murder. At that time Yin Jiao could not defend herself and could only cry in the flames while crying for help. No bodyguard was always with her and even her servants, all going nowhere. Yin Jiao thought that she had died that day. But unexpectedly, he was saved despite suffering burns on his forehead.
However, there was one thing that had always been a mystery to Yin Jiao up to this point. As he was about to burn to death, there was a mysterious little boy figure who saved him and took him out of the burning room. Unfortunately, the fire was so fast that he could not see his face and even know what the name of the boy was. The boy seemed to just vanish in the flames after saving Yin Jiao.
Ever since that incident, Yin Jiao had always felt indebted to the little boy who had saved her. He felt he had to find out who the child was and thanked him directly. However, looking for the figure of a child is not an easy thing, especially after many years have passed. Yin Jiao tried asking everyone she knew, seeking information about who the little boy was, but no one knew about his whereabouts. Even as people knew that day, Yin Jiao managed to survive on her own.
No one saw anyone who survived the room other than just Yin Jiao.
"... Do you think if you went through the same thing as me, would you find out who saved you once? I always felt like I should thank him."
"But wasn't it because of that little boy you got those burns? He pushed you up against the wall and along with it a hot wood fell on your head."
Yin Jiao opened her eyes, "Why did you know?"
"Huh?" Xue Zhan scratched the back of his neck in a daze, "Didn't you just tell me?"
"Really ... Ah, I seem to have forgotten." Yin Jiao laughed awkwardly. He again set his eyes on the figure of the young man standing at the end of the bridge while enjoying the rhythm of the river water that is so soothing. Yin Jiao also loved it, when in her solitude nature tried to comfort her with the beautiful rhythm of wind and water.
Yin Jiao also did not know why she had told all about herself to the person she had met for less than an hour. The figure simply asked, if she was all right, now Yin Jiao regretted why she was too open with a stranger. He began to realize that and intended to leave as quickly as possible while enduring the embarrassment.
Before he left the young man said something.
Yin Jiao who was running half way stopped for a moment, her steps paused and her two eyes tried to look back.
As he turned around the body the figure of the white masked young man had disappeared. A small wave on the surface of the river appeared until it finally disappeared along with the mysterious figure, Yin Jiao held her breath and started cursing herself.
'Why do I always forget to ask someone's name?'
Though he had a lot of time to tell a long story but to know the name of the young man he could forget. Yin Jiao clicked, still looking around who knew the young man was still there. The result is nothing, it's just itself there.
For a moment Yin Jiao thought for a moment, the people who were in this place were definitely not just anyone. The young man looked foreign in his eyes, then it was possible that he was another Imperial guest. That makes more sense.
"If it was true that he was a guest wouldn't he be attending the Wind Goddess' Birth ceremony for three more days?" thought. Yin Jiao shook her head.
"Why do I get curious like this, no, no. I need to focus on training harder. I-i'm anyway"
A second later Yin Jiao changed her mind. "I'd better just come."
He continued on his way back to his private residence, Yin Jiao was too busy thinking about things to the point of not expecting that she was being followed by a group of criminals with masked faces.
An hour into the afternoon, Emperor Ziran was startled by the news of the soldier saying that Yin Jiao disappeared while on the riverbank. In the place where the former fierce fight was seen, Yin Jiao tried to defend herself and managed to kill two men whose entire clothing and objects containing information had been stripped away so that they could not be interrupted. No one can guess who is behind this.
Lately intruders are rampant, Emperor Ziran is riled up and his facial water instantly muddled in panic. Her favorite granddaughter is in danger, an investigator said that the girl was seriously injured by the fight. It was likely that he had been mobbed by seven to ten people at once.
Ziran Zhao ordered the entire army to find Yin Jiao immediately. The entire army marched to receive directions from him.
"Remove and find out who this kidnapper is, save Yin Jiao as quickly as possible!"