Evil of all ages

Chapter 219 Master is Gone
Western border
Xi Xuanhu Army
Han Bei summoned Huang Taihong and gave him a portrait of a woman.

"she is?"

Huang Taihong didn't understand what his master meant by showing him a portrait of a woman.

What does she look like?

Han Bei did not rush to answer, but instead asked what the woman looked like.

"very beautiful"

Huang Taihong glanced down at it a few times and answered truthfully.

"do you like it?"

Han Bei asked.

"what?"

After letting out an "Ah," Huang Taihong realized that his master was preparing to arrange a marriage for him.

"Master, who is she?"

Although Huang Taihong only wanted to make a name for himself, he did not object to his master arranging a marriage for him; he was just curious about the woman's identity.

"Han Yuqi, my precious daughter."

Han Bei replied.

Upon hearing that she was his master's daughter and so beautiful, Huang Taihong couldn't help but look up at his master's rough face, feeling that this shouldn't be the case.

But his thought was a bit rash, so he quickly lowered his head slightly.

"My dear disciple, would you be willing to marry my precious daughter?"

Han Bei asked.

"Disciple is willing, but disciple only knows fighting and killing, will she......"

Huang Taihong knew that young women generally preferred elegant gentlemen or scholars, and he worried that his master's daughter would not like a rough man like him.

"Hahaha……"

"Putting aside the arranged marriage, she is my precious daughter. How could I let my daughter suffer?"

"For such an important matter, I would definitely ask my own precious daughter for her opinion first."

“I had a painter in the army paint your portrait long ago and send it back home along with a letter from home.”

"I only came to you after receiving a reply from my beloved daughter confirming her agreement to the marriage."

Han Bei laughed loudly.

Upon hearing this, Huang Taihong felt relieved. Looking at Han Yuqi's portrait, he found it not only pleasing to the eye but also filled him with a sense of joy and an indescribable anticipation.

"Keep it."

When Han Bei saw his disciple hand over the portrait of his daughter, he told him to keep it.

"Ah... Master, this..."

Huang Taihong felt embarrassed and thought it wasn't right.

"As someone who's been through it all, I know everything. If I tell you to keep it, then keep it."

Han Bei laughed heartily.

After hearing what his master had said, Huang Taihong put away Han Yuqi's portrait.

"I will be able to go back to visit my family soon, but it's a pity I can't take you with me."

Han Bei laughed.

"Visiting relatives?"

Huang Taihong looked puzzled; it was very difficult for soldiers stationed on the border to go home and visit their families.

Especially since his master was a deputy general of the military, a high-ranking officer, it would be very difficult for him to return without an imperial decree or transfer order.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Han Bei didn't offer much explanation and waved for Huang Taihong to leave.

The next day

Huang Taihong was dumbfounded.

He saw many mid- to high-ranking military personnel being sent to prison vans, including his mentor.

However, his master was in a much better condition than the others; he didn't need to wear handcuffs or leg irons, and he could just stay in the prison van.

"Master, what's going on?"

When the soldiers guarding the prison cart saw Huang Taihong rushing over, they seemed to know his identity and did not stop him, letting him pass.

Seeing that no one was stopping him, Huang Taihong didn't think too much about it. He went to the front of the prison cart, looked at his master inside, and asked urgently what was going on.

When Han Bei saw his disciple's appearance, he felt that he had not made a mistake in taking him as a disciple, so he sat down without any decorum.

It's as if he's locked in a prison van, but he's not a prisoner.

“Our Han family has some connections with the Third Prince’s maternal family. Since the Third Prince has been defeated, those who are related to him will naturally be purged.”

Han Bei said calmly.

"What"

Upon hearing this reason, Huang Taihong's eyes widened, and he placed his hand on his weapon, wanting to rescue his master and escape.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid your master won't come back?"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Han Bei noticed that his disciple was tempted to save him, and amusedly gestured for him to calm down.

"Nothing will happen?" Huang Taihong wanted to know why his master was so sure.

"Didn't you see that everyone else was wearing handcuffs and leg irons, with their necks even locked in slots? They could only stand, not sit."

"Look how relaxed I am. I don't even need to wear handcuffs or shackles. In the prison cart, I can sit whenever I want and sleep whenever I want."

Upon hearing this, Huang Taihong glanced at the object and confirmed that it was indeed true.

But why is this?
"Which important figure in the court wants to protect Master?"

Huang Taihong asked, guessing.

Han Bei shook his head, indicating that he had no one in his court.

"Why do you always guess about others? Have you never thought that the reason your teacher receives this treatment is because of you?"

Han Bei chuckled when he saw his disciple guessing in other directions.

"because I?"

Huang Taihong pointed to his own nose. How could he not know he had such great power?
“You are the son of the Ghost King, and your brother even married Di Qingtian’s sister. Only you are unaware of the immense power behind you. Do the others know?”

“I am your master. Even if I am investigated, it won’t cost me my life. At most, I will be dismissed from my post.”

"However, he probably won't be dismissed; it'll just be a formality."

"Didn't I tell you yesterday that I'm going home to visit my family soon? That's what I meant."

Han Bei laughed.

"No, I have to write to my brother and ask him to find a way to deal with this, or to ask Di Qingtian for help, just in case."

Huang Taihong said.

Upon hearing this, Han Bei smiled and did not stop his disciple's behavior.

"gone"

When Han Bei saw that the escort team was about to depart, he waved for his apprentice to go back.

"Take care, Master."

Huang Taihong watched the escorting team disappear into the horizon.

"Strange, why do I have a bad feeling?"

Back in the barracks, Huang Taihong felt uneasy, with a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

"Could it be Master? No, I must write another letter to my elder brother..."

His guess was right.

That very night, the escort team met with misfortune.

It was swallowed up by a mudslide.

Huang Taihong received the news the following day.

"No, my master must still be alive."

Immediately, Huang Taihong rode his horse out of the camp without permission.

When high-ranking military officers heard that Huang Taihong had left the camp without permission, they learned it was because of his master's matter.

情有可原
They spared him from punishment and even sent a team of men to help him.

Upon arriving at the location where the escort team was buried, Huang Taihong dismounted and began digging.

You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die.

As long as his master's body hasn't been unearthed, then his master is very likely still alive.

The place was just too big. Even if he ran back to the military camp and brought all his men, the only places he could dig were the edges and corners.

"Master~"

A few days later
Huang Taihong knelt on the ground.

He had to accept that his master was gone.

In a certain mountain villa
Han Bei, who had been wrapped up like a rice dumpling, has woken up.

"I...I'm still alive..."

Han Bei struggled to sit up, looked at the unfamiliar surroundings, and recalled the memories of that night.

The rain poured down, and suddenly the mountain collapsed, unleashing a massive mudslide that swept in like a raging torrent.

He thought he was going to die.

Who would have thought that after losing control of his body, unimaginable power would surge forth from within him.

Then, as if possessed by a demon, he blasted open the prison van and raced against the oncoming mudslide.

He won the race.
When he regained control of his body, he was overwhelmed by endless pain.

It feels like using a secret technique to drain all the body's power, and afterwards, the side effects hit.

He fell to the ground and was then picked up by two mysterious men.

"咹"

Just then, someone pushed the door open and walked in.

"Where is this?"

Han Bei asked.

"Azure Dragon Society"

(End of this chapter)