Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

This old friend of his was known to have bad luck in terms of picking disciples because each of them brought trouble for him.

Traveling Doctor Liu's lips twitched. For some reasons, he felt that the Heaven was not fair. Why did everyone who have great talent for medicine all came from problematic families that would drag him into problems?

"What are you talking about? I just picked him…."

"The last time you said that, we got ambushed midway because your disciple is the prince of Wei Da Kingdom. The Emperor is so angry that his sibling was taken away and possibly even threaten his throne. If not for you bringing him to Fei Yang Kingdom border, I would not have the chance to watch that spectacular sight."

Traveling Doctor Liu's lips twitched when he heard what Old Master Nan said. It happened more than two decades ago but Old Master Nan still could remember that scene very well.

"That's…."

"This man was still a little brat at that time, right?" Old Master Nan pointed at Shan Yu with his chin. Because Traveling Doctor Liu arranged his disciples' rank by the time they came under his tutelage, some of his disciple was far older than the older ones.

Traveling Doctor Liu: "…" you really remember it all.

At this moment, he felt a bit helpless as he sighed. It seemed that he couldn't hide it from Old Master Nan. "I'm sure you have already guessed it a bit. Kuang Shen is…."

…

Swish!

Tracking was one of the few skills Nan Hua had that has been deeply ingrained in her bones. Her body moved swiftly while erasing her tracks. Qualified assassin would not leave any trace of their whereabouts, using nature in the way that would not disrupt them in order to achieve the best result.

Of course, it wouldn't be easy and Nan Hua had to use all of her muscle and concentration just to make sure that she would not step on muddy ground nor leaving any traces on the grasses. Stepping on top of branches was one of the biggest taboo as it would easily leave mark on them.

'This way.'

By following the trail left by the assassins on the ground, Nan Hua easily traced them. At some places, the ground was slightly muddy, allowing markings on the ground to appear. It seemed that while carrying Kuang Shen, it was not easy for them to not leave any markings.

'The branches over here is also broken.'

Nan Hua had learned how to differentiate the time when something was broken by analyzing the surroundings. It was just like how hunter would know whether their prey was near or not.

Swish!

After running for around half an hour, Nan Hua finally heard faint noises from the front. Her eyes turned sharp as she understood that she wouldn't be able to contend in terms of strength. She had already used up most of her stamina from chasing after them, so her chances would only be to catch them unprepared.

"Let me go!"

"Damn you brat!"

Bang!

*cough* *cough*

"Didn't they say that he's a sickly boy? How come he keep on fighting against us all this time?" The man was terribly annoyed. He just wanted to finish the job as quickly as possible.

Lying on the ground, Kuang Shen felt exasperated. To think that they would be coming to get him so quickly. He didn't want to drag his Master and senior brothers and sisters into his mess.

"How should I know? Anyway, if he's not so sickly, we didn't need to be so careful when bringing him there."

"Yeah, yeah, he's just making too much noise."

"Knock him out."

"Can't." The assassin was looking at Kuang Shen with annoyance. "No matter how many times I hit him, he just keeps on regaining his consciousness so quickly. Brat, did you eat some kind of treasure?"

"Go to hell!"

Kick!

"Damn you!"

"Come on, we have to leave before the pursuers come."

"What pursuer? There's no one who can trace us." The first man kicked Kuang Shen once more to show his dissatisfaction. He had thought that this would be an easy job but his friends were all still busy fighting to buy them time.

"Let me carry him." The second man shook his head and picked Kuang Shen with his two arms. After being beaten once again, Kuang Shen was breathing heavily and had no strength to resist anymore.

Slash!

Faint pain emerged from the side of his neck, cutting across his throat along with his vocal cord. The second assassin's eyes widened as he looked at Kuang Shen in front of him, but there was no movement from the man.

The second assassin felt his consciousness faded as he fell to the ground, right on top of Kuang Shen.

The first assassin was still waiting for the second assassin when he suddenly felt pain in his heart from the back. He roared and turned around but then he was faced with another pain in his throat.

Looking at the small silhouette in front of him, the first assassin was in disbelief.

How?

How did such a young kid appear out of nowhere like this?

Thud!

Without having his questions answered, the first assassin's body fell down to the ground. He had died without even knowing how he could possibly fail his mission.

"Ugh…"

Kuang Shen felt something warm splashing on top of him. He was dumbfounded when he saw the assassin fell on top of him with his blood flowing out like river on top of him. The smell was making him uncomfortable, so he pushed the assassin away.

"Are you still alive?"

The voice startled Kuang Shen. He raised his head and saw Nan Hua stood there with a bloodied knife in her hand. Her dark obsidian eyes seemed to be able to penetrate through space as it looked deep into his heart.

He could feel his heart constricted when he saw the scene. The next second, he asked, "Why do you help me?"