NovelEnglishKulun quickly glanced around and noticed two people standing not far downstream from the river.
In the darkness, Kulun couldn’t see who the newcomers were. However, when he saw his son’s body being taken away, the resentment, grievance, and despair built up in his heart erupted.
“Who are you?!” Kulun rushed over, holding a saber in his hand, “If you dare to touch my son, I will kill you.”
However, the expected scene of cutting the sudden visitor in half did not happen. Kulun’s wrist was held firmly, making him unable to take a step forward or take a step back.
Kulun stared intently with his bloodshot eyes and saw a young man with hideous scars on his face.
The young man wore an oversized red attire. His ink-like black hair gently fluttered, and his cold eyes reflected bright light in the night.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKulun struggled several times but failed to break free from the boy’s shackles. He turned to look at his son’s body.
Under the dim light, a girl knelt beside her son, gently opening Qi’er’s eyelid to examine the eyes, and touching his neck with her hands.
“Who are you?” Kulun shouted anxiously, “You’re not from our tribe! Filthy spies, where did you come from?”
Kulun was about to blow the bone whistle hanging around his neck to sound an alarm, but before he could even touch it, the young man gently flicked it away.
The bone whistle fell onto the grass, but Kulun was still unable to move.
“Weizhi, tell him to shut up and don’t disturb me.”
Kulun, who was still about to shout at the top of his lungs, was grabbed by the neck. His face was flushed red, but what he met was a pair of cold and ruthless eyes carrying a hint of mockery.
Those eyes indicated to him clearly that if he dared to make a sound, he would die.
Kulun’s eyes were bloodshot. He looked anxiously in the direction of the tribe and then at his son.
Qi’er lay on the ground with no signs of breathing.
The girl, after touching Qi’er’s hands and neck and assessing his eyes, started to make strange movements.
She folded her hands and pressed on Qi’er’s chest, and then blew close to Qi’er’s mouth.
She even clenched her hands into fists and struck Qi’er hard on the chest.
Kulun went crazy listening to the thumping sound and seeing his son’s body being humiliated like this.
He struggled desperately, roaring like a beast in his throat. His intention to take them down with his life was glaring.
However, his body was firmly controlled by someone, rendering him completely unable to move.
Time passed by slowly. When Kulun couldn’t bear the pain and despair and wanted to die with his son, he suddenly heard a series of violent coughs.
“Cough… cough… cough… Ugh…“
Kulun was frozen on the spot. His eyes widened, and he looked over in disbelief.
The boy released his grip on his neck. His slightly narrowed eyes fell on the girl, with a faint glimmer flashing in his eyes.
“Qi’er—! Qi’er—!” As soon as Kulun got free, he rushed towards the boy and hugged him tightly. Hot tears kept flowing down, “Qi’er, you’re not dead, that’s great! I thought I would never get to see you again!”
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