Chapter 16 — The Marquis was wronged, I hid with my young master, and later overturned the capital to collect debt.

An excuse so that he could lead his army into the mountains with integrity.

"Our camp, living separately, has always been with bandits and bandits. River water does not violate well water."

Mrs. Ah said in a low voice.

“Of course.” Ve Huan nodded:

“I believe in Ah Ba, I also believe in this camp.”

“I just wanted to borrow something.”

Ve Huan's eyes passed past Mrs. Ah and fell straight on me.

“What I want to borrow is a person.”

My heart jumped into my throat.

“In our camp, we are all peaceful people.”

“I'm afraid, I can't help.”

Mrs. A's voice also became cold. She realized that the people who came were not good. Ve Huan shook his head.

“This person can definitely help me.”

“Four years ago, he could lead us through the entire Wumen Mountain range.”

“Four years from today, he will definitely be able to help me find the lair of those bandits.”

His words could not have been clearer. The person he wants is Co Chieu. The blood in my body seemed to freeze in an instant. Impossible. Absolutely not. I can't let him take Chieu Nhi away. I was just about to open my mouth. A cold voice, again from behind me, rang out.

“You want to find me?”

I suddenly turned my head. Seeing Co Chieu, I don't know when, was standing behind me. On his back, he wears a bow. In his hand, he carried a gazelle that was still dripping blood. He just stood there silently. His eyes, calm, faced Ve Huan's gaze. No ripples. It was as if he had long predicted that this day would come. Ve Huan looked at him. In his eyes, complex, indescribable rays of light flashed. There is enjoyment, there is wonder, there is also... regret.

“You have grown taller.”

“You are old too.”

Co Chieu's answer was short and concise, but also sharp. Ve Huan paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"It seems that these four years, you have not lived in vain."

He is no longer beating around the bush. He looked at Co Chieu and got straight to the point.

“This time I came, really to find you.”

“Not because of suppressing bandits.”

“But because, it gives you a choice.”

“What choice?” Co Chieu asked.

Ve Huan's eyes became extremely serious.

“It means continuing to stay in this deep mountain, being a trapped wolf.”

“Or follow me, return to where you should belong, and take back what belongs to you.”

“Go for your entire Co family and demand justice.”

These two words, like two huge mountains, fiercely press down on my heart. The thing we fear the most, eventually happens. People from the outside world. He wants to come and steal my son. He wants to take the child I worked so hard to pull out of hell. Once again, pushed back to the place of cannibalism, full of blood, like the Asura battlefield. I rushed in front of Co Chieu, spread my arms, blocking him behind. Like a mother wolf, protecting her children. I looked at Ve Huan, his eyes were full of blood.

“We're not going.”

“This place is our home.”

“We're not going anywhere!”

Ve Huan looked at me, pity in his eyes.

"Tham Dien, you can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime."

Yet, he called out my name, as well as clearly calling out the Co family

“Do you think that you guys hiding here are really safe?”

"That year, a traitor single-handedly orchestrated the tragedy of the Marquis Palace. Now he is the ruler of the country and has the power to dominate the dynasty."

“His power has long permeated throughout outside the royal court.”

"He never gave up, searching for the remains of the Marquis's residence."

“How long do you think it will take for him to find you?”

Every word he said was like a knife, piercing my heart. Makes my whole body cold.

“Follow me is your only way to live.”

Ve Huan's voice carries charm.

“In the capital, not everyone forgets honesty.”

“There are still people, in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity.”

“Waiting for a fire can make them rekindle hope.”

Ve Huan pointed at Co Chieu behind me.

“He, is that fire.”

"He is the only bloodline of Trung Dung Marquis's palace."

“He is the hope of the Co family.”

I turned my head and looked at Co Chieu. There was no expression on his face. But his hand, again, was clenched, the hilt of the knife at his side. That sword, I personally sharpened it for him last year...always next to the small dagger I gave him. My child has grown up. We can no longer decide this choice for him. He must, choose for himself. Is to choose a peaceful life to live. Or choose, heroically, step on a path, full of thorns and blood, the path of revenge. Mountain wind, blowing through. Blowing away the strands of hair that fell across his forehead. Also blew the thread of fate between the three of us, already stretched to the limit. The wind echoed in the ravine, carrying an aura of destruction. Co Chieu stood before me, his body no longer as small as before, but like an unshakable mountain. He faced Ve Huan, also facing his own destiny.