People misunderstand you, but I won't.

Chapter 2

It's been 2 years since that happened. Xue Yang is now 19.

Over the course of the two years he spent alone with money this time that he inherited from the old mans death, he had realized his appearance changed.

He was now a tall, muscular young man. He used to be a scrawny thing, now with a six-pack and biceps almost the size of baseballs, he was able to defend himself.

He had tried making friends, but it seems like all those rumors he heard 2 years ago about him, has gotten out to everybody. Nobody trusts him and nobody will let him explain himself.

"Absolute bullshit. Who the hell even came up with those stupid rumors about me anyway. Oh little orphan Xue Yang, suddenly I disappear for 10 years and now I'm somehow a murderer. Now with me being gone for another 2 years now everyone believes it. 12 years, I've spent 12 years gone. Away from people. And they dare call me a murderer. Whoever spread those rumors about me, I will find them." Xue Yang was muttering to himself.

Xue Yang then started to laugh, it wasn't a fun happy laugh, no it was a broken one. He then started to cry. He sobbed and sobbed and he couldn't stop.

"What is wrong with me huh? These people don't even know who I am, and they hate me. I can't even walk around the streets without seeing people cower in fear. I didn't do anything!" Xue Yang was now a total mess, shoulders shaking.

He kept on crying for who knows how long. But, he finally stopped when he heard voices from the other side of the forest he was at.

"Come on guys, hurry up! That Chang Clan isn't going to kill themselves! Plus, that is where the next piece of the Yin Iron is said to be!" A voice said that Xue Yang didn't recognize.

"But Wen Chao, what if we get caught? Who are we going to put the blame on if people wonder who the massacre of the Chang Clan was done by?" Some random servant asked.

"Who we are going to put the blame on, that is a good question. And I have the perfect answer for you. We are going to put the blame on the person who's name is well known. The one who has been rumored and now believed to be a mass murderer. Why, we are going to put the blame on Xue Yang of course! And who are the people going to believe huh? A famous clan, or an unworthy orphan who is now well known as a murderer?" Wen Chao chuckled evilly.

Xue Yang couldn't believe what he was hearing! He was going to be framed for something he didn't even do!

He was so caught up in his thoughts he only snapped out of it when he heard the people walk away.

He followed them. Seeing where they were headed. He had to try to stop them, this could definitely end up bad for him.

It took him 3 hours to follow them and get to where the Cheng Clan was at. He heard screaming and the sounds of swords going through peoples stomach and throats being slit.

He summoned his sword and was about to attack when he was grabbed from behind.

"What the hell?! Let go of me!" Xue Yang thrashed around and used all his strength to get out of the mans grip but he couldn't.

"You really thought you could follow us and we wouldn't know about it! You think your slick don't you? Guess what you're not!" The person who grabbed him from behind was screaming in his ear.

The guy was 10 times stronger then Xue Yang was. He was absolutely huge, with biceps the size of a basketball.

He slammed Xue Yang on the ground and started to choke him. Xue Yang couldn't breathe and did the only thing he could think of to get him off of him.

He grabbed his sword, which was thankfully, close by. He did the one thing that people feared him for. The rumors that have been going around and are now believed by all.

'Well, I guess those rumors are going to become true now' Xue Yang thought.

He took his sword and stabbed the man strangling him in the back. He kept on stabbing until the man died and let go off his neck in the process.

Xue Yang breathed in for air and coughed. He almost died. He looked at the dead body in front of him and shrunk in on himself.

He really had for the first time in his life, killed someone. And he was terrified.

He was about to panic again, when he heard others running away from the scene. He couldn't stop them.

He arose from where he was hiding and almost threw up. There was dead bodies everywhere. Dead corpses either laying on the floor or hung from anywhere you could possibly hang a body.

Xue Yang was going to cry for help, hopefully yell and hope someone would hear him. But something terrible happened.

A group of young men we're walking in and observing the scene around them. And if things couldn't get any worse, Xue Yang was right in the middle of it, still holding his bloody sword.

This was bad, really bad.