The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 09 part 4

He then hid the pure Siang-bhok-kiam sword behind a pile of rocks and brought down the fake sword.

Just as he had expected, once down the mountain his sword then caused a commotion so he was forced to hand the fake sword to Kiang Tojin! Now, the pure sword is still at the top of Kiam-kok-san.

After experiencing many terrible things, meeting with clever people who are hostile to him, he knew that he had to go back there, had to galvanize himself as his temperature ordered. He must be able to find the books of his temperature relics, deepen his knowledge so that he can guard himself if faced with the figures of the kang-auw world, both black grandfathers and white grandfathers!

A week after he left the hamlet where Ciang Bi's grave was located, he had arrived at the foot of the Bayangkara Mountains connecting to the Kun-lun Mountains, after he had made his way through the Min-san Mountains. However, to reach the Kun-lun-pai base, it was still very far away and at least he had to travel up and down the mountain for half a month.

While Keng Hong was walking along a slope, suddenly there was a loud crack and dozens of people appeared who blocked the road, and even immediately locked him up. Keng Hong was surprised not to play because these people who locked him up numbered no less than fifty people and all of them held sharp weapons! What if seen their situation, certainly not robbers, because besides them consists of various people who dress quite well, also among them there are also beautiful and gallant women.

"Stop it first, young man!" The one who snapped was a grandfather with a long beard, left hand with his waist down and right hand touching the handle of the machete tucked on his waist. The handle of this machete was exquisite, made of gold carved like the head of a dragon. Grandfather who had a long beard and was about fifty years old still looked handsome and strong so Keng Hong felt amazed and quickly menjura.

"Locianpwe who and what interests are blocking my journey?"

The grandfather stroked his beard and was astonished, also proud and excited. It was unexpected that the young man who according to the reports of his men who had killed his disciple was this polite and refined, and called it ‘Locianpwe’! This attitude of Keng Hong alone had already obliterated some of his anger.

But in view of the death of his disciple and many of his disciples, he said again in a loud voice, "I am Kiam-to (Golden Bullet) Lai Ban, vice-chairman Tiat-ciang-pang and all of these are Tiat-ciang-pang's men!"

Keng Hong looked attentively. As he remembered he had never dealt with the people from Tiat-ciang-pang (Iron Hand Assembly), yet, only ever heard that this association was a fairly large silat college and reportedly helped or sided with the northern government.

"Sorry, in my foolish memory, I have never dealt with the Locianpwe, so I do not know what I have done wrong outside my awareness of Tiat-kiang-pang, please Locianpwe likes to explain."

Lai Ban was getting fond of this young man. He looked back and asked in a loud voice.

"Heiii, is this really the boy you mean?"

Three people appeared, a large tall male who immediately pointed towards Keng Hong and said, "Right, Ji-pangcu (Chairman of the Second), this is the demon boy who killed Kiang-twako and claimed to be Cia Keng Hong!"

Remember Keng Hong now that these three people were among the children of the criminals who had gang-raped Ciang Bi. When he defends the girl in front of the temple in the woods, he knocks down the head of a criminal whose face looks like Kwan Kong's Sam-kok era figure armed with a machete, then after he knocks down a few more people, secretly assisted by Biauw Eng with his secret weapon, the rest of the mob fled. Presumably these three men then reported, and it was quite unexpected that the chief criminal who was fretting and armed with a large machete was one of the children of Tiat-ciang-pang's students.

"Young man, are you really Cia Keng Hong?"

"Not mistaken, Locianpwe. My name is Cia Keng Hong!"

"Is it true that you killed my disciple Pun Kiong in front of the old temple in the forest near the hamlet of Ciang-cung?"

Keng Hong shook his head. "I don't know who was a student of Locianpwe, but it's true that I killed some members of the criminal who wanted to be vile and harassed two people and sister..." Keng Hong stopped and his neck felt like he was suffocating because he remembered Ciang Bi, the beautiful lady who died horribly at Song-bun Siu-li Biauw Eng's hands.

The grandfather moved his eyebrows and his eyes began to radiate anger. "Hemmm, then it is true that you killed my disciple and his men. Sassy boy, why did you kill them? How dare you insult Tiat-kiang-pang by killing a student's child?"

"Sorry, Locianpwe. I had no idea that he was a Locianpwe disciple or a Tiat-kiang-pang pupil. I just knew that they were so mean and wanted to insult a nice girl..."

"Aahhhh! You are like a good person, not a bad person. But why are you slandering it? Are you a student of Hoa-san-pai?"

"No, Locianpwe."

"If not, why defend the people of Hoa-san-pai?"

Keng Hong felt desperate. This grandfather was really good at arguing so he was cornered by those questions. "I just saw a girl and her sister. uh, bullied by bad guys..."

"Cia Keng Hong! How can you tell the difference that the girl and her sister are good people and my students are bad people?" The grandfather snapped again, making Keng Hong stunned because of course he was unable to discern, either, he was only helping Ciang Bi and Lai Sek based on the pity of seeing a girl being ganged up by a lot of big tall men.

"Of course because the girl is beautiful and we are men where can we fight her beauty?" shouted one of them who had once ganged on Keng Hong and this speech was greeted with a laugh.

"Cia Keng Hong, it seems that you are a green young man who has just appeared in the world of kang-ouw. But according to the reporting of my disciples, you are very shrewd. Which party or group are you from? Who's teacher?"