"It's better if you don't ask too many questions. With your standing in Bu-ti-bun, the less you know the better for yourself. Your life can also be maintained longer!”
Song Ngo Lin stuck out his tongue and nodded repeatedly. He suddenly pondered and took a deep breath.
"I really shouldn't have said much. It's better to work hard. Who knows one day I can stand out and become a famous person. By seeing the success of his son."
Tok Ku Bwee looked at him with glazed eyes. "When did your parents die?"
“When also makes no difference. Anyway, I haven't had the time to serve them in the slightest," said Song Ngo Lin sadly.
“Oh?” Tok Ku Bwee's face turned dark.
“Of course Toasiocia is much better off than me.”
"This time your guess is wrong," said Tok Ku Bwee, laughing bitterly.
Song Ngo Lin stared at Tok Ku Bwee with an astonished face. Tok Ku Bwee took a deep breath.
“In Bu-ti-bun, everyone only knows how to respect me and look up. They are all afraid of me. No one dared to tell the truth in front of me.
There is also no one who does not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth like you." The girl paused. "I'm not as lucky as you think."
Song Ngo Lin flashed disbelieving eyes. “Isn't Bunu very kind to you?”
"Actually he's never taken care of me or looked after me completely either."
“Then your mother...”
“He was locked up by my father. Wanting to see him once in a year, it's hard to die for."
"Why is that?"
Again the girl took a deep breath. He didn't speak for a long time.
"Where is he now?" Song Ngo Lin insisted.
“Long-hong-kek.” Tok Ku Bwee paused for a moment. "It's a forbidden place. Anyone who stepped foot into that place, could be killed on the spot. No kidding!”
Song Ngo Lin pretended to be frightened by this statement. His mind kept moving.
"Oh yeah.... What's your mother's name?"
"His name is Sen Man-cing," Tok Ku Bwee stopped his words.
He glanced at Song Ngo Lin.
"Why do you ask?"
Song Ngo Lin seemed to wake up from a dream. “N… it's fine. I'm just asking."
Song Ngo Lin's purpose in smuggling into Bu-ti-bun was precisely because he wanted to find out about Sen Man-cing. He had tried in various ways, but the results were in vain. Unexpectedly, he even found out about Sen Man-cing's trail easily from Tok Ku Bwee's own mouth. It turns out that Sen Fishing is Tok-ku Bu-ti's wife. This was completely beyond his expectations.
“The maid named Goat Ngo was a girl who always served my mother. Precisely from him, sometimes I can get a little information about my mother's condition.
"Why did your father have to do all this?" asked Song Ngo Lin without holding back any longer.
Tok Ku Bwee shook his head. “Tia is not willing to explain it. Anyway, he forbade me to ask business about mother. Meanwhile, mother also always shuts up every time I ask the same question.”
“Does he blame or hate your father?”
“No…. Even though mother is not the old-fashioned type of woman and obeys whatever her husband orders her to do. This is what I don't understand."
"Could it be that your mother has done something wrong to your father?"
"Nonsense!" just cursed two words, Tok Ku Bwee immediately fell silent. Basically, he himself once had the same thought.
Song Ngo Lin felt that his words were a bit outrageous. He didn't dare ask any more questions. Secretly he watched Tok Ku Bwee. After being silent for a few moments, finally Tok Ku Bwee was able to calm himself down. He glanced at Song Ngo Lin.
"Now I'm going to see my father. You don't go anywhere.
Wait to hear from me!” without waiting for an answer from Song Ngo Lin, he immediately turned around and left the place.
At the same time, Li Cu appeared in the guest room of Cian-bin-hud's residence.
Cian-bin-hud was sitting in a rocking chair drinking wine. He had only taken a few sips, not drunk at all. Seeing Li Cu's arrival, his face immediately beamed. He laughed heartily. "I just happen to have no friends. Drinking wine alone is really bad. Come ... come!”
Li Cu shook his head. "I have a need to ask Hud-heng for help."
"What business can we talk about when we've finished drinking wine," said Cian-bin-hud as he poured a cup of wine and thrust it in front of Li Cu.
Li Cu refused it gently. "This business is very important. Please Hud-heng put down your cup of wine first.”
“Oh?” Cian-bin-hud became curious. Curiosity arises instantly. “Exactly what business have you so panicked?”
“As far as we know, Hud-heng is the most knowledgeable person.
Especially when it comes to the martial arts of every party and sect in the world of Kangouw."
"No need to praise a thousand languages. We are our own people. What business do you have, just tell me directly!”
"I just want to know, in the science of fending off and avoiding enemy attacks, is there some kind of science whose movements fluctuate, run helter-skelter like people who are confused and in a state of confusion?"
"You only describe verbally, how can I understand?" Cian-bin-hud pondered for a moment. “If you remember well, please show me. Roughly speaking, it's fine."
“Okay,” said Li Cu. He began to remember and imitate Song Ngo Lin's movements when he was attacked by Cao Pao earlier. Also the movement of the young man when he dodged his flying machete.
The more he looked at Cian-bin-hud's face the darker it became. He waited until Li Cu's movements stopped. "If I'm not mistaken, it's a Ping-wei-ma-po move."
"Taysu, what kind of moves did you say?"
"Ping-wei-ma-po (seizures)," Cianbin-hud's voice was very serious. Actually, this movement was taken from Tian-li-sian-hua (the angel scattering flowers), but because this particular movement was specifically meant for women because of its dance-like movements, it was slightly modified and named Ping-wei-ma-po. This knowledge is learned by men. This knowledge is one of the seventy-two Siau-lim heritage arts. It had long since disappeared from the Kangouw world, but thirty years later, a similar art had appeared in Wudang-pay. But this knowledge is never passed on to anyone.”
Li Cu was stunned. A memory flashed through his mind.
“Apparently he was the one who defeated Zhao Bouw at the foot of Mount Wudang-san and saved us both,” he muttered again.
"Who are you referring to?" asked Cian-bin-hud surprised.
“Sau Yang!” Li Cu's fists clenched tightly.
Cian-bin-hud was even more stunned. "You mean Siau Yang understands the science of Ping-wei-ma-po?"
Li Cu nodded his head like a dazed person. “That's why I always feel like I've heard her voice. Hm… this brat...” with anger
overflowing he lunged out.
"Hi! Where are you?" asked Cian-bin-hud while chasing forward.
"I'm going to see Sifu!" his voice still echoes, the person has disappeared behind the high wall.
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The main room is the place where Tok-ku Bu-ti usually receives his guests, it is also the place where his subordinates report their results in each business. In the past, Li Cu was also accepted by students in this room.
Except for Li Cu, until now he had never officially accepted another disciple. Therefore, Tok Ku Bwee himself felt beyond expectations. He quickly went to look for Song Ngo Lin. Don't let Tok-ku Bu-ti regret and cancel his plan. That was why Tok-ku Bu-ti had only sat down for a while, Tok Ku Bwee had already invited Song Ngo Lin to face him.
Since he was still a member of Bu-ti-bun, this was the first time that Song Ngo Lin had met Tok-ku Bu-ti face to face. So from his heart a little tense. In fact, he was not at all interested in appointing Tok-ku Bu-ti as a teacher. His goal was to enter Bu-ti-bun only to find Sen Man-cing.
Now things have already reached such a stage. He became worried… worried about the risks he would face later.
Tok-ku Bu-ti looked at him with a smiling face.
Song Ngo Lin wrung his fingers nervously.
"Tia, he's the one named Siau Yang," Tok Ku Bwee nudged Song Ngo Lin's sleeve. “Quickly summon Buncu!” he said in a low voice.
“Please Buncu a lot of fortune!” Song Ngo Lin spoke the words taught by Tok Ku Bwee before.
"Good!" Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes looked at him with a probing look. "I heard that you once saved Hongji's life!"
“It was also thanks to Buncu's luck!”
"Very good!" Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed heartily. "What is your goal of learning knowledge from Bu-ti-bun?" he asked then.
“Siaujin (lower me) has always been insulted by people since childhood. Therefore, I hope to learn some martial arts techniques so that I can raise my head in front of other people.”
“Have passion!” Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes rolled. “Hong-ji hopes that I accept you as a student...”
Before he finished speaking, a voice shouted loudly from outside, "Sifu, this person must never be accepted as a disciple!"
Li Cu lunged in with a bright red face. Seeing the arrival of that person, Tok Ku Bwee's anger immediately overflowed. "Suheng, you're messing up again!"
Li Cu took a step forward. “This person must be a spy. His knowledge is very high!” said Li Cu.
Song Ngo Lin was stunned for a moment.
"Nonsense!" snapped Tok Ku Bwee.
"Sumoi, did you know that he is the masked man who defeated Zhao Bouw at the foot of Wudang Mountain the other day?" said Li Cu while pointing at Song Ngo Lin.
Song Ngo Lin became speechless. Tok Ku Bwee was surprised that Li Cu could bring up the incident.
“You are really good at babbling nonsense. He didn't understand martial arts at all. You almost got killed just now by your people!” he snapped angrily.
“He just now...” Li Cu stuttered nervously.
“You think I don't know that the person carrying the machete is your errand. Since you are Toasuheng and Siau Yang is completely unharmed, I have no intention of prolonging this matter. Now you even...”
"Sumoi... what I said is true." Li Cu's face was bright red. “He is indeed that masked human. Don't you feel the resemblance of their voices?”
Tok Ku Bwee was stunned. Presumably until now he had just remembered the matter.
“Earlier I did order Cao Pao to find trouble with him. My intention is to force him to reveal the intelligence he has,” Li Cu said again.
"But he didn't fight back at all. Even running helter-skelter in fear.”
“He was deliberately pretending in front of us. In fact, his ups and downs is a kind of science called Ping-wei-ma-po. Therefore, even if Cao Pao tries to chase and moves his saber vigorously, he can still dodge.”
Tok Ku Bwee stared at Song Ngo Lin closely. His face turned dark. Li Cu turned to Tokku Bu-ti. “Sifu, Ping-wei-ma-po is a Wudang-pay skill that should not be passed down to anyone. Cian-bin-hud has said it clearly!” he said.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed dryly. “You think Sifu doesn't know any moves like that? Precisely because knowledge is still being questioned whether it is legitimately owned by Siau-lim-pay or owned by Wudang-pay, no one can learn it," he said calmly.
Li Cu shook his head as he pointed at Song Ngo Lin. "This person must be a spy sent by Wudang-pay."
"What do you know?" Tok-ku Bu-ti's voice is getting flatter.
Li Cu was stunned. “Is Sifu still….?”
"I knew it from the start!" suddenly Tok-ku Bu-ti spread his hand. A pair of palms hit the door of the room. There was a “blam!” the door closed instantly. Wang Ngo Lin turned his head away. He was very surprised to see that fact.
Tok Ku Bwee's face also changed greatly, "Tia ....!" he cried frantically.
"You move over there!" said Tok-ku Bu-ti while taking out a letter from under his clothes. “Xie-ji, you read the letter out loud!” He put the letter down. The sheet of paper stiffened instantly like an iron plate.
Li Cu immediately came forward to receive the letter. He read it aloud:
"Ciangbunjin, the new generation of Ciok's generation, sends greetings to Buncu from Bu-ti-bun, Tok-ku Bu-ti....
“Wudang-pay is having a misfortune. The previous generation of Song Liong Tojin was butted to death by a student. We are still in mourning. If moving weapons in such circumstances, it will certainly become gossip friends in the world of Kangouw. Thus, we ask Tok-ku Buncu's understanding to postpone the fight date for half a year. Tok-ku Buncu is a very understanding person. We are sure that this request will not be refused...”
Tok-ku Bu-ti burst out laughing.
“Absolutely the right reasons. Thus one cannot say that Wudang-pay disciples are people who fear death.” He motioned for Li Cu to continue the words in the letter.
“Regarding the apostate disciple Song Ngo Lin who killed Sifu, now he has changed his name to Siau Yang. This person joined the Bu-ti-bun and worked in a drugstore. I don't know if he meant something or it was actually someone from your side who was ordered to kill Sifu. We hope that Tokku Buncu won't mind handing over this person so we can punish him according to the regulations..."
Hearing up to here, Song Ngo Lin's heart was immediately thrilled. He was very surprised.
“Why would Fu-toako know?” he muttered to himself.
Back Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed out loud. "You named Song Ngo Lin?" he asked quietly.
Song Ngo Lin's eyes shot up. He gritted his teeth tightly. “That's right!” he said recklessly.
"The people of Wudang-pay accuse you of killing Song Liong Tojin, what do you think?" asked Tok-ku Bu-ti again.
"I didn't kill him!"
"Actually, who is your Master, Song Liong Tojin or Song Han?" Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes became sharper.
Song Ngo Lin's heart trembled again. He was truly amazed by Tok-ku Bu-ti's sharp eyes and the speed with which his men searched for news. But he also couldn't understand how his guess was so right.
He didn't answer. Tok-ku Bu-ti didn't press him either. He was still laughing out loud. "I can't even stop thinking what your purpose is for sneaking into Bu-ti-bun!"
"Sifu, I think he wants to investigate the secrets of the knowledge you learn so that one day there will be a handle against you," said Li Cu.
"Maybe ...." Tok-ku Bu-ti said flatly.
“In that case, we mustn't let go of her in the first place. Better to just be killed right away!” Li Cu's pair of Jit-goat-lun immediately circled around. He didn't wait for permission from Tok-ku Bu-ti. His body immediately shot forward to attack Song Ngo Lin.
Of course Song Ngo Lin saw clearly that Li Cu was charging towards him. He laughed bitterly. Li Cu's distance was getting closer. The pair of Jit-goatlun in his hands threatened Song Ngo Lin's chest.
––––––––
The young man glanced at Tok Ku Bwee briefly. But the girl turned her face away. Song Ngo Lin took a deep breath. His body flashed several times. Movement like a ghost wandering. Suddenly Li Cu's attack had already hit an empty spot.
Li Cu laughed out loud.
“Finally your weasel tail is showing!” A pair of Jit-goat-luns danced up and down. Of course it's not actually dancing, but the movement of the weapon is almost similar to dance. Successively he attacked Song Ngo Lin.
Tok-ku Bu-ti did not prevent it at all. He just sat quietly watching the fight unfold. Song Ngo Lin ran the steps of the Jit-sing march. He barged into Li Cu's Jit-goat-lun light. Incessantly and successively he managed to dodge Li Cu's attacks forty-nine times.
Suddenly his body jumped into the air. It was as if a powerful dragon slid towards Li Cu and hit the young man's shoulder.
"Plak!", Li Cu's body shook and leaped back half a fathom. Her face was bright red. Even though he wasn't seriously injured, the impact of Song Ngo Lin's palm was painful too. He held his feet so they wouldn't stagger. Then he prepared to strike back.
Before he could jump, Tok Ku Bwee, who had been standing in the corner, had already preceded him.
His pair of machetes had already been taken out. His hand pointed
Song Ngo Lin. “Siau Yang…. Song Ngo Lin! I don't
thought you were a lowly human.
You deliberately used me to sneak into Bu-ti-bun!”
His eyes were swollen with water. Seeing the look of the girl, Song Ngo Lin was very moved. He looked at her with a guilty look. Then he took a deep breath.
“Actually I have a predicament that I can't explain...”
“No need to talk much! Look at the machete!” shouted the girl. Not to mention his machete moved, tears were already falling down.
In his whole life, this is the first time he intends to help people with all his heart. Who knows Song Ngo Lin actually used him. How could he not be sad and hurt? Song Ngo Lin's own heart was getting more and more depressed. Finally, a pair of Tok Ku Bwee machetes began to attack. Song Ngo Lin just kept dodging. He didn't reply at all.
His actions are like someone who is forced and what can be done.
Even though the movement of Tok Ku Bwee's machete was quite fast, in one hundred and eight strikes, he was not even able to touch Song Ngo Lin's body once. Of course he didn't think that Song Ngo Lin was constantly giving in to him. The girl was still attacking vigorously.
Tok-ku Bu-ti saw all that clearly. "Stop!" he snapped.
Tok Ku Bwee pulled back his machete. “Tia….?”
Tok-ku Bu-ti waved his hand. "Don't you realize that he's only been giving in since earlier? You are no match for him!”
Tok-ku Bu-ti turned his head to face Song Ngo Lin.
“Nice kung fu!” he praised.
Song Ngo Lin was looking at Tok Ku Bwee.
He didn't answer.
“I'll give you a cup of tea to rest. Don't say that we take turns facing you so that your inner strength is drained!” said Tok-ku Bu-ti back.
"Tok-ku Bu-ti is indeed not ashamed to be the Buncu of a leading school," Song Ngo Lin laughed dryly. "I don't need to rest, you can intervene right now!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti burst out laughing.
"Based on my position as a Dumb, if I can beat you, the people of the Kangouw world will definitely say the old me insults the young."
“Sifu, you must teach him a bitter lesson after all!” shouted Li Cu who was afraid that Tok-ku Bu-ti was too proud to face Song Ngo Lin.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly. "I have my own calculations." He turned back to Song Ngo Lin. “Alright…. I will test up to ten moves only.
If you can take my ten moves of attack, you may leave this place as you please. We will not prolong today's business any longer!” he said firmly.
Song Ngo Lin was stunned for a moment. "I accept the terms you put forward," he said later.
"I never break a promise!" shouted Tok-ku Bu-ti. “Xie-ji, you do the math!” Li Cu immediately agreed. "One!" he shouted loudly.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's body jumped from the chair and floated in the air. His movements are so fast like an eagle eyeing its prey. Suddenly his palm stretched out and slid towards Song Ngo Lin.
Song Ngo Lin immediately spread out a pair of palms, his feet moved forward and the two pairs of palms collided with each other.
"Blam!", Tok-ku Bu-ti's body flipped over and then floated down steadily. Song Ngo Lin shuddered back half a step. On the ground where he had been standing earlier, two footprints had sunk inward.
“It turns out that you are indeed a rare talent!” Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes shone sharply. "Be careful!" he shouted as he attacked again. His palm was already threatening back. Song Ngo Lin shifted his body as fast as lightning. His wrist twisted. His hand was already holding a stick, while Tok-ku Bu-ti's body slid back and took the dragon's head staff that was beside his chair earlier.
Using that opportunity, Song Ngo Lin's body and stick flew at the same time. At once he made thirteen attacks, all threatening Tok-ku Bu-ti's throat. There is no doubt, the science used is Sou-hou-cang which was also studied by Fu Giok-su.
"Good! Sou-hou-cang!” Tok-ku shouted. Bu-ti laughed out loud.
Three times in a row in a period of thirty years he had defeated Song Liong Tojin who was Song Ngo Lin's teacher. Of course he didn't even look at the boy who still smelled of snot. His dragon head staff moved incessantly. Song Ngo Lin naturally didn't want to die ridiculously in that place. He did everything he could. With stick in hand, he played Wudang-liok-tips. This is what Tok-ku Bu-ti did not expect.
This boy seems to have great talent in studying martial arts. One day, if he still has a chance to live, has not yet reached the age of Song Liong Tojin, his knowledge will surely be much higher than that of the late Ciangbunjin Wudang-pay.
Even though he was confused and a bit overwhelmed, Song Ngo Lin was still able to dodge some of Tok-ku Bu-ti's attacks.
Meanwhile, Li Cu's count had reached nine. This time, Song Ngo Lin's weapon was pushed by Tok-ku Bu-ti until the weapon slipped from his hand. But he didn't suffer any injuries.
Tok Ku Bwee, who had already stood up and watched the battle, was speechless, not to mention Li Cu and the other Bu-ti-bun members. Even though the weapon was out of hand, Song Ngo Lin's appearance was still so calm. He clasped his palms together to protect his chest. "Just one more move," he said flatly.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's face was frozen like a block of ice.
"I know!" he threw his dragon head staff on the ground. Her smile has since disappeared. His face looked dark. Song Ngo Lin's martial arts skills were truly beyond his expectations.
“I didn't expect you to have mastered the Wudang-climbing-trick perfectly. What an amazing thing!” he said seriously.
"The lowly me still haven't been given the opportunity to see the famous Mit-kip-sin-kang Buncu," said Song Ngo Lin.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly. “Have you studied the seventh Wudang-pay heritage art, Tian-can-tips?” he asked probingly.
“Not yet,” Song Ngo Lin said subconsciously.
Tok-ku Bu-ti burst out laughing. Precisely since earlier he had doubts whether Song Ngo Lin had studied the Tian-can-a trick whose supernatural powers shook the world of Kangouw.
"Haven't studied Tian-can-tips, you dare to challenge Mit-kip-sin-kangku?"
Song Ngo Lin took a deep breath. "Please!"
Suddenly Tok-ku Bu-ti's sleeves fluttered even though there was no wind blowing, and then turned stiff like plates of steel. Along with Li Cu's shout, "Ten!" Tok-ku Bu-ti is like a raging dragon and soars into the middle of the air. His ten fingers turned fiery red. His voice roared.
Song Ngo Lin was immediately confined by a flick of Tokku Bu-ti's sleeve. Since studying Mit-kip-sin-kang, no one has ever beaten him. How can his heart not be big. Meanwhile Song Ngo Lin himself almost regretted having provoked Tok-ku Bu-ti to apply this one skill. But now the rice has become mush.
A pair of Tok-ku Bu-ti's fiery red palms were in sight. Desperately, Song Ngo Lin spread his palms and welcomed Tok-ku Bu-ti's Mit-kip-sin-kang blow.
Tok Ku Bwee, who saw the course of the fight, immediately panicked. He was really angry. But right now he was actually worried about Song Ngo Lin's condition.
"Blammm!", a deafening crash sounded. Song Ngo Lin's body flew into the air and fell after hitting the iron door. He rolled on the ground twice. His hands supporting his weight and trying to stand up. Her face turned bright red.
That's the greatness of Mit-kip-sin-kang. His body shook violently. Anyone could see that he had been injured by the Mit-kip-sin-kang Tok-ku Bu-ti energy vibrations. The pair of Jitgoat-luns in Li Cu's hands immediately vibrated and lunged forward.
"Let me finish him!" shouted the man excitedly.
Tok Ku Bwee immediately rushed forward and blocked Song Ngo Lin's body. “Tia….!” he called sadly.
At that moment Tok-ku Bu-ti's body just floated back to the ground. He let out a long breath. He then turned to Tok Ku Bwee. “You want Tia to let go?”
Tok Ku Bwee nodded with his head down. “After all, he also saved Hong-ji's life once!”
“Sifu...” Li Cu immediately called out.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly. “At the foot of Mount Wudang-san, if it weren't for him blocking Zhao Bouw, you would also be a corpse by now. Have you forgotten?” his sarcasm was sharp.
Li Cu was stunned, meanwhile Tok-ku Bu-ti's head nodded repeatedly.
"Not wrong. So humans, the most important thing is not to forget the kindness someone has given us!”
Hearing Tok-ku Bu-ti's words, Li Cu didn't dare to say anything more. Tok-ku Bu-ti flicked his sleeve.
"Good. Song Ngo Lin, go!” then he clapped his hands once.
Song Ngo Lin said nothing. He turned his body. The iron door immediately opened wide. Song Ngo Lin stepped away again. It looked like he was about to fall over. But he defended himself as best he could and in the end he managed to straighten himself up and move on.
Tok Ku Bwee intends to chase. But his hand was pulled by Tok-ku Bu-ti. Li Cu seemed to be contemplating something.
“Sifu, just now this brat's knowledge is already that high. He really can't be let go!" he immediately moved his feet with the intention of chasing.
"I told you to let go! Don't embarrass me!” snapped my Tok Bu-ti.
Li Cu immediately stopped his footsteps. But he still felt curious, “Why wasn't it killed….?”
“There are not many people who can still straighten up while walking after being exposed to Mit-kip-sin-kang. This Song Ngo Lin really belongs to a real man. I like hard-hearted people like him," said Tok-ku Bu-ti. He took a deep breath, "In terms of selecting disciples, Bu-ti-bun is far behind Wudang-pay."
Li Cu's face turned bright red at the sharp sarcasm. Tok-ku Bu-ti took another deep breath, "Unfortunately...."
Tok Ku Bwee's heart trembled.
“Tia, unfortunately what?” he demanded immediately.
“He met my punch with violence. His veins were throbbing. Although not to death, but henceforth he has become a cripple. A cripple who can no longer practice martial arts at all, why would we kill someone like him?”
Hearing Tok-ku Bu-ti's explanation, Li Cu just developed a smile on his lips. Meanwhile, Tok Ku Bwee's face turned pale instantly.
He should have been clearer about his own father's nature. Not threatening his peace in the world of Kangouw. So this was why he had allowed Song Ngo Lin to live in this world.
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