RIN

Chapter 126

An Sun stared lifelessly at the bottom of the cliff. The feeling of the youth's soft, warm fingertips still lingered on his hands.

"Bai Lan..." He numbly whispered.

Not a second later, An Sun heard the sound of Manchu and the Tuhan soldiers panicked voices.

"An Sun, behind you!"

At the sound of his men's voices, An Sun merely shifted his deep, gray eyes calmly to look straight at the approaching assailants. His eyes were clear as water but more apathetic than ice.

Gripping the sword by his side, his expression finally changed to a look of seething fury. In that moment, those eyes flared and the murderous malice flowed unrestrained.

Several of the men felt frightened under his eyes. His gaze sweeping over them one by one, a chill shooting right through their entire bodies.

Before they had the chance to scream or resist, An Sun's figure strode toward them with dull eyes. All traces of his previous sinister smiles while killing disappeared, his beautiful face bore a trace of cold wickedness.

The sight of red, flowing blood ruined the once beautiful white scenery. In a few blinks, half the men were already dead, their bodies lying in pools of blood.

Without mercy, An Sun continued to slash through all the enemies. With no men left for them to fight, Manchu and the Tuhan soldiers' watched the man's bloody massacre on the side silently.

The clangor of the swords had died away, the shouting of the slaughter was hushed- silence lay on the red-stained snow. As the sun crept up from the horizon, golden rays slowly spread onto the mountain, dissipating the lingering chill and finally offering a hint of warmth.

However, none of the men could feel the sun's warmth, only the intense, suffocating chill radiating off their commander.

An Sun stood in the center of the field, his chest heavily rising up and down. With his sword still in the body of an enemy, blood dripped from his fingertips.

In that moment, the quiet had become like icy drips onto already cold skin.

Manchu looked at him and furrowed his brows into a deep frown.

"Sun..."

An Sun didn't speak, but suddenly unsheathed the short sword from his waist and flung it in the direction of a tree. The next second, a man's limp body fell from the tree and onto the ground.

All men except Manchu were stunned.

"Dispatch men down to the bottom of the cliff to retrieve him."

Manchu frowned for a moment and said, "Sun, Bai Lan's..."

The moment he opened his mouth, he immediately closed it upon receiving An Sun's fierce glare. What startled Manchu more were his seemingly bottomless, bloodshot eyes.

An Sun smiled coldly and his voice was depressed. It was very dark. "He saved my life. The least I can do is provide him a proper burial."

An Sun retracted his sword from the corpse below him and turned to walk toward the tents.

"Send word to the Bai family. If they wish to seek revenge, then let them. I have no right to stop them."

An Sun's steps halted. His eyelids were slightly lifted as he spoke slowly. "After all, because of me, Bai Lan is..."

Before he could complete his sentence, An Sun experienced a flash of darkness covering his vision. An intense pain was felt in his shoulder and his body fell to the ground.