A frail light fragment of soul, shone dimly in the space fadding in the depth of darkness of space.
In a flash of all memories appeared in his senses.
How he had died.
-Fight of Heaven's-
Darkness, emptyness, silence, stillness.
The emptyness was kind of emptyness that came after death of person.
So I'm dead kind of hurts,haha.
Now what?, Am i being reborn or perish forever.
Heaven's is always cruel, whether i reborn or not, my inheritance will remain in tain dao.
"Heaven's bless our Chen family and bring peace to all generations." Chen bu lao was blowing and bestowing the ancestors.
Chen bu lao current head of Chen family.
The room had filled with old ancestors photos, some rare plant's, many bamboo chair and cups.
Chen bu lao eyes were closed for 10 minutes then opened slowly, and stood up then left the room, and closed the wooden door.
In front of door 2 guards were guarding the gate. guard then greet Chen lao.
Chen bu lao left the and straight go for his sons room, but there was no person inside.
Chen bu lao searched everywhere yet found only disappointed.
Had a sad look on his face to not able to see his son. Sad enough to crying almost visible yet he was man so he control himself not to cry and control his emotions and let out a painful sigh.
His level was enough to shake the whole clan but if somebody had saw him in this situation, they would surely not even believe that Chen bu lao could also cry.
"Son. Please be safe in where you." Chen lao think about this forcefully. Said to himself.
-Room of elders-
"Hahahahaha. Finally we can live in peace, now.
That old basterd will never found his son."
A old looking man with many wounds and stitches around his arms and face. Had many white hairs from beard to hairs. Hairs were long enough. And spouting nonsense about Chen bu lao and his trash son.
Another voice rang out in a instant after the old man words finished.
"Yes! So funny to imagine it, hahaha."