The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 12 - Contributed Votes
The afternoon has come. While searching for Xue Zhan, Kang Jian found him nowhere and ended up going to the halfway house. It was already the second day before the day the young man's punishment was decided, surely his disciple was extremely depressed. He was intent on comforting that only disciple.
When he arrived at the halfway house there was no one he met, but when he looked at the spacious backyard, Xue Zhan was practicing swords. Sweat drenched his entire body. Xue Zhan came home earlier than them and took advantage of his time to practice the sword techniques that Kang Jian had taught him yesterday.
He repeated the same movements until his position of holding the sword and his way of standing was more perfect than before.
Seeing the seriousness on Xue Zhan's face, Kang Jian was intrigued. "What's up, Zhan'er? Is something bothering you?"
"I'm just practicing, Master. There's nothing."
"Your face says so. Good for you to practice, but remember not to overdo it. Your wounds yesterday may still recur."
Xue Zhan nodded without looking at him, Kang Jian leaned his back on a shady tree. Noticing Xue Zhan's current movements, the student began to show progress. He is the type who is easy to learn and adapt to.
But still there were still many mistakes in his movements so inevitably Kang Jian got up and confirmed the position of Xue Zhan's hands and feet.
"What's true is that if the enemy comes and your feet are too wide open you'll have trouble dodging."
Xue Zhan practiced what he taught Kang Jian, trying three times until his teacher nodded. Xue Zhan continued the training.
"I'm sorry, because I'm a teacher underestimated by others" he said slowly. Kang Jian could still hear. He was stunned, out of nowhere Xue Zhan heard that.
"No, they don't deserve to measure our self-worth, Xue Zhan. Ignore those bad voices. Do not make their speech as a yardstick against yourself. You have the strength and the knowledge, it would be better if I hone it."
Xue Zhan paused for a moment, his gaze bowed, he subconsciously clenched his hands.
"I've heard enough people scorn, hate and insult me. But if Master was also affected I was so upset. If I say I'm the-"
"Zhan'er," called Kang Jian softly, he patted slowly next to Xue Zhan's shoulder while looking at him deeply.
"When others insult you, do you have to explain who you are?"
Xue Zhan's mouth wanted to reply, but if he digested his Master's words, he caught something he had always missed.
"You don't have to explain anything about yourself, the one who hates you wants to hear your badness more than your good. Instead of staying focused on yourself, it's more useful than responding to them."
That instant Xue Zhan was silent for a very long time.
Kang Jian's words, as if twisting his entire head. To all the past where he always looked down gloomily just because of the people who insulted him. Crying because they were treated badly. And rampaged because he wanted to say he was not a bad person.
He always walked by looking at the expressions of those who clearly hated him.
Drops of tears fell next to his eyes, Xue Zhan involuntarily cried. The surprised Kang Jian reacted spontaneously
"Well, whoa! I made my maize disciple cry, how is this? Don't tell me you're resigning to be my student? Aih, I am a lonely bachelor who is always asked where are your students? Relax, Zhan'er! We're talking about this all right, okay?"
Kang Jian was drunk himself, he was holding onto both shoulders of Xue Zhan hoping to be anxious. Ever since Xue Zhan's attitude was so different, it made him afraid that his disciple would suddenly abandon him.
Xue Zhan laughed, "I ... I just realized something and it made me cry. Sorry, I'm a little overreacting. If I hadn't thought of anyone else's words in the past, I might have been stronger than this and followed Grandfather's footsteps to become a soldier ...."
"If it were like that, you and I would never meet and be students."
Kang Jian smiled for a moment, then asked something else. "Where's that chatty noble by the way?"
Kang Jian nodded. Xue Zhan remembered the figure of the man with eyes as red as cold flames. He was the person with the second creepy prestige after Ziran Zhao.
"His father came and brought Jiazhen Yan. After that I don't know what happened to him, he might not be allowed here anymore considering who I am."
"Father, huh? Why her? Did something happen to him with you?"
Xue Zhan let out a heavy breath, he also felt so. The man did not like Xue Zhan very much, even when the man's hand almost touched his shoulder Xue Zhan had the chance to imagine how the man twisted his hand bone to a crumble.
"She was a strict person and did not say much, probably because of that Jiazhen Yan was not so at home in her clan residence and was more often on the run. Looks like this time the noisy boy won't be here, come in, it's dark."
Xue Zhan nodded slowly. When a heavy voice came out he immediately looked back to find someone walking towards him. Kang Jian also reacted the same, he returned to Xue Zhan's side. With anxiety on his face.
"So this is where you stopped for a while, Xue Zhan."
Xue Zhan had not even told his name to the man.
A suppressive voice, a deadly aura and a cold sharp gaze. Jiazhen Wu's. The man aged 35 and above was indeed walking calmly towards Xue Zhan.
"I heard you raised Xue Zhan to be a disciple. A shocking news after such a long time this former genius disciple of the Eternal Valley finally had a disciple."
Kang Jian was respectful. "Of course, I raised Xue Zhan to be my disciple because he does have his own abilities and I am the one who should be the forger. Rather than that, what is Senior doing here? Isn't it almost night? Shouldn't you go back to the residence because there may be many who are looking for you."
Jiazhen Wu smiled meaningfully. "As before, you were always uncomfortable when I came, Kang Jian. I have no intention of hurting my students. I just wanted to talk to him for a minute."
Xue Zhan started to feel a danger sign. Perhaps Jiazhen Wu was so upset with him that she wanted to twist her kidneys, the man's gaze stated so. How Xue Zhan didn't think badly.
Jiazhen Wu squatted until their heads were aligned. Both of Xue Zhan's shoulders were gripped, he had a moment of being jumped.
"Xue Zhan ..."
"Pardon me, I didn't mean to bother your son. He came suddenly and somehow hit his own teacher in the academy. Please punish me if you feel I'm guilty!" that remark made Jiazhen Wu pause for a moment.
He smiled thinly.
"I want to say thank you to you."
He continued, "My son never had any friends because of his high temperament. He was always lonely and ended up damaging the furniture of the house, pranking the clan servants and making troublemakers in the city. Maybe that's how he gets rid of the frustration. I feel like a bad father. But when I heard about making new friends, I was honestly very happy" he explained.
Just then Xue Zhan only realized those sharp eyes were slightly watery. Behind her stern and cruel figure, Jiazhen Wu was very fond of her only child.
"Friend him well, sorry maybe my son is troubling you. No matter who your identity is, I will not forbid him from making friends with anyone. It is precisely I who worries whether there is anyone you are friends with, hahaha."
Xue Zhan smiled slightly, "I guess what ... Hahaha, I thought of a no-no. Sorry, of course I don't mind making friends with him even though he's chatty, stylish, annoying, alive again."
Kang Jian wanted to pull Xue Zhan's ear out, he could only smile at Jiazhen Wu who was laughing loosely.
"Haha. He's a troublesome kid."
"If you want to talk about someone directly in front of his face, do it!" jiazhen Yan was very upset.