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[The Vendetta of An]

All right.

Mr. Cui.

Mr. Su.

It has only been a few days.

Why are you here to collect debts again?

No.

I just wanted to ask about something.

What do

young ladies usually like to eat here?

The young ladies on these streets

all love my snow-pear tonic.

Snow-pear tonic?

Yes. That one.

Give me one to go.

Alright.

Please wait a moment.

Go ahead and enjoy

my snow-pear tonic.

I will pick a good one for you.

This one?

This will do.

And these red beans.

I will give you extra to take with you.

Enjoy it.

You are welcome back anytime.

Here you go, Mr. Su.

Thank you, Mr. Cui.

No, Mr. Su.

How could I take your money?

Take it.

Don’t.

Then, thank you, Mr. Su.

[Episode 19]

Lying low.

The wind will stop soon enough.

But look at you.

Doing all this

makes it seem

as if I were truly planning to flee.

Boss.

Who do you think you can fool?

You cannot fool me.

Did you not say

that half of Chang'an belonged to you, Boss?

But the one you serve

is Emperor Yan.

With such a powerful backer,

why would you need to lie low?

Then the one you offended

must be Emperor Yan.

You brat.

You are a little too clever.

So I guessed right, didn't I?

Then this really is fleeing.

So bringing all these things is right.

I should have brought even more.

Tell me,

what if we never return?

We would not worry about living.

Boss, your business spans the entire realm.

Even if they liquidate one shop after another,

they will not finish in ten or eight years.

But Boss,

you still need someone close to you.

I must find the right person for you

and make sure they measure up.

Why is that?

Boss,

do you not know yourself?

You are not an easy master to serve.

Is that not why I have you?

Losing a bit of business is nothing.

Do not worry.

I will still pay you double wages.

This is not about wages.

If that day truly comes,

once I settle you properly,

I will still return to Chang'an.

For that girl at the clinic?

No.

Boss, you have forgotten, have you not?

I remember.

Your revenge has not been taken yet.

Yes.

With blood unavenged,

I am unworthy as a son.

His story is the same as yours.

He carries a hatred as deep as the sea.

That child came from Pingfang Township,

a run-down village outside Chang'an.

When he was eleven years old,

he saw with his own eyes

his father trampled to death

by a young master riding back to Chang'an.

From then on, he swore to avenge that blood debt.

He waited five years before coming to Chang'an,

bringing all his belongings.

A total of seventeen wen

was only enough to buy one knife.

Why wait?

He waited until his mother passed away.

Because if he died first,

he would fail in his filial duty

and she would grieve.

When he found the young master,

the young master's family had already fallen,

leaving only him and his mother

living in a weed-choked courtyard.

When the boy surnamed Su saw this,

he did not strike.

He began to wait again.

Later he met Yang Chuhao.

Yang Chuhao learned his story

and asked him

whether he spared him out of softness.

He said no.

No matter how miserable a foe becomes, he is still a foe.

And when it comes to vengeance, he will show no mercy.

But he had to wait a little longer.

He would only act after the young master's mother died.

Only then would he strike.

Because if the young master died,

there would be no one left to care for his mother.

Later on,

Yang Chuhao took him in.

That child was truly clever, one in a thousand.

And meticulous.

Naturally he became Yang Chuhao's confidant.

Yang, as I see it,

raised him like a son.

Boss, how could you do work like this?

Let me handle it.

Kid,

it's not that bad. I can do it.

It is that bad.

I have to do everything I can

to be worthy of the wages Boss gives me.

You.

What if one day I really run away,

and you're not by my side?

What am I supposed to do then?

This story

is fake.

Only two people can tell

that this story is fake.

You

and me.

Yang

doesn't know.

What caught my eye was not his cleverness,

but how well he hid himself.

He lived as an obedient servant,

and might have lived that way forever,

earning himself a reputation as a kind man.

That would not have been a bad thing.

But when the chance comes,

he will remember

that he is no good man,

but a flower grown from poisoned soil.

How did you know

Su Changlin's story was fake?

People who crawled out of hell

are easily content

with ordinary things.

But when something seems too good,

they usually don't believe it.

I spoke with Su Changlin.

He could become an excellent Huben member.

But before that day comes,

he needs a merit to his name.

At this very moment,

Yang Chuhao's life

has already become that merit.

Yang is your father's old friend,

and my friend.

I do not rejoice in his death,

not in the least.

But he must die.

Sure enough,

in this world,

anything that seems too good

is rarely worth trusting.

Tell me honestly,

do you really have to go?

The moment the siege on Yan Fengshan failed,

I knew

the Huben in Chang'an

had not been wiped out completely.

If you ask whether there is anyone

in this dynasty worth trusting,

there must be.

But I do not dare to gamble.

No matter who I hand the military command to, I cannot set my mind at ease.

I must go north myself,

bring back the Baiwenhu,

and retake Chang'an.

The journey is long,

and you have only a few men.

Be careful along the way.

Do not worry.

This time I will not let the general

come to any harm.

After nightfall, leave through Jinguang Gate.

Master has arranged someone to meet you there.

Thank you all for your help.

Huai'an risked his life to enter the game

to buy my return from the palace

and to make Wuyin Chong agree to his terms.

I do not know

whether he ever said

what one must do

to leave Yan Fengshan's side.

The letter he left behind

did not mention it either.

That courtyard seems ordinary,

but it is full of hidden traps.

There must be secret sentries all around.

With the forces we can muster now,

breaking in

would be extremely difficult.

You must not attack by force.

Even if you break through the outer defenses,

Yan Fengshan is still inside.

In today's Chang'an,

there is no longer anyone

who can stand against him.

There is no need to worry too much.

Surely you know Xie Huai'an by now.

He must have prepared a formidable backup plan.

Do not worry.

Indeed.

I promised him

that I would not die.

Then he will not die either.

Everyone,

I will have to trouble you

with everything in Chang'an.

So many people have died.

We have to burn some money to send down to them.

Burn some for Yang Chuhao as well.

After all, he is your friend.

Not only Yang Chuhao.

Tonight is also Wang Pu's first seven days.

I sent Zhiying to burn paper at his grave.

The child you raised for 25 years

was your shackle.

If not for him,

you would have lost control of your urge to kill

and turned into a madman long ago.

It does not sit well with you, does it?

Bai Wan's death

must have grieved you deeply.

She was the only family you had left.

You hid her away and guarded her.

In the end she was stabbed to death.

She is buried right here.

Of course I know that.

From the moment we moved to this courtyard,

no one has dared set foot on this patch of ground.

You really are so tender hearted.

When she turned one,

I carved her amulet myself.

Naturally, I felt sorry for her.

But I still had to kill her.

Killing her and breaking you

were the only way I could win.

And you really did it.

I have always worked with great care,

spending a great deal of time on my layouts,

thinking through every detail.

Yet in the end,

I was still one move short,

and all my last kin died.

She died.

That was when I became a madman.

Do you know that?

I can see her.

At first I only saw her once in a while.

Slowly,

she began to appear more often.

Later,

whenever I thought of her,

she would appear by my side.

White Hair.

What is it?

Very mad, am I?

But if you cast reality aside...

And imagine wildly

that the dead

could be brought back to your side.

Do you not find that amusing?

Can you not see Wang Pu?

So it is not you who is mad,

it is me who is mad.

It is not you who is mad,

it is me who is mad.

This is your junior sister's clinic after all.

You are not even helping.

Do your work.

Stop talking nonsense.

My eyelid has been twitching these two days.

I wonder how things are on Huai'an's side.

Do not move.

Careful, there may be hidden weapons.

Xiaoqing,

this is for you.

Then I will take it back to my room first,

so you two won't steal my late-night snack.

Xiaoqing has never been good at the arts,

but she is a glutton.

May I ask you,

what does she like to eat?

She does like a few sweet treats.

What are you thinking about?

Someone likes your junior sister,

and you are not happy?

This dessert

was given by that servant beside Yang Chuhao.

He likes Xiaoqing.

Huai'an and I both know.

So?

He is the closest person to Yang Chuhao,

like his adopted son.

Huai'an had me investigate him.

So what exactly are you trying to say?

What I am trying to say is

Yang Chuhao is currently fleeing for his life,

so there is no reason he would not take him along.

At a time like this, for him

to suddenly appear in Chang'an

is very strange.

I understand.

That guy might

actually be a traitor.

Master has not sent word yet.

We do not know whether Yang Chuhao

has entered Cangshui River.

If he has not entered yet,

then that guy definitely has a problem.

While he has not gone far,

I will follow him.

This is Chang'an City.

Stop wandering around.

Take good care of your face.

I am going.

Gu Yu has been rescued.

Wuyin Chong has left.

You entered the game in person and won half a move.

But what comes next?

You are not someone who leaves no way out.

I want to know

what method you have

to walk out of this courtyard.

I cannot get out,

and you will not kill me,

will you?

Not right now.

But someday.

Then there is still time.

You are waiting for Xiao Wuyang.

Not only him.

I arranged for 400 men

and still failed to kill him.

White Hair,

you really are a bit mad.

Every moment you are trapped here,

anything that happens outside,

you cannot respond to.

You know that, don't you?

Come in.

Greetings, General Fengshan,

Mr. Huai'an.

Have you decided to join the Huben Army?

Where is your merit?

Yang Chuhao is already dead.

That is my merit.

These injuries

came from a little trouble

on the way just now.

Is he dead?

Almost.

Before dawn,

he should die in the streets of Chang'an.

It was Ye Zheng's sword.

I have trained with the blade for ten years.

This is the first time I met such a troublesome opponent.

Ye Zheng

is truly a worthy opponent.

It is a pity

he is too ruled by his emotion.

No matter what,

my feelings for Xiaoqing are real.

I told you

this is the risk you have to take.

Trapped here,

you cannot deal

with anything outside.

This courtyard

is truly lovely.

Tonight

is the end.

Go ahead.

Sir,

Yulong Ridge lies ahead.

In these past decades,

the wisest,

the strongest,

and the most cunning

have all gathered in Chang'an.

Tell me.

Is it time?

It is snowing even after the Spring Equinox.

This is not a peaceful year.

When your father died,

it was also a snowy night.

Your father, covered in wounds,

was brought before me.

And the one who delivered

the final blow was not Liu Ziyan. It was me.

I even gathered his remains

and built a grave for him.

Did you find that grave?

Did you ever weep before it?

[Liu Ziwen]

Accept your fate, White Hair.

Stop struggling.

Accept the fate?

Tell me.

How does one accept fate?

One kowtow at a time.

That is how the word fate is written.

I'll kill him for you.

Ever since you rescued Gu Yu from Chang'an,

the four regional military commanders

have all asked me for battle orders.

They refuse to see Gu Yu return

with the northern Baiwenhu Army

and join forces with Xiao Wuyang's army.

Many people are destined to die tonight.

Go.

I permit you to die where you grew up.

My men outside will see you off on your final road.

You are tired.

I will stir the charcoal and leave.

Stop pretending to serve me.

Come back tomorrow.

Tell me what you want.

I had wanted to kill Xie Huai'an myself.

Killing a man like him

felt like an accomplishment.

But now it seems

that if he died under the blades of the Huben,

just like the tales say

his father died.

Much more interesting.

When I was seven,

I learned to make dumplings.

And I even wrapped

a copper coin inside.

Hoping you would eat it.

Hoping you would live a thousand years,

safe and at peace.

Does that Xie Huai'an

have a weakness?

He does.

He wants too badly to kill someone.

That is right.

You guessed correctly.

He wants to kill me.

One who keeps thinking only of killing you,

does that count as remarkable?

Killing intent is instinct.

If one is too driven by instinct,

it is easy to lose oneself.

On the contrary,

to be able to put down

the desire to kill someone

is what makes one extraordinary.

General.

I heard the elder Huben say

that when you were young,

you were also steeped in bloodshed.

Later,

you appeared.

Me?

The number of people who kill for me keeps growing

and I am getting older.

I no longer needed

to swing every blade with my life on the line.

Perhaps because of this,

my killing intent slowly faded.

General.

I am returning to Chang'an.

I am the one who kills for the general.

On this trip back,

I will kill Xie Huai'an.

As long as you return safely.

♪Flowers and plants, in their countless shapes and forms♪

♪Blossom with infinite colors♪

♪Time passes by, the cycle begins anew♪

♪The plants survived another winter♪

♪Looking at the sea of people from afar♪

♪I yearn for a connection♪

♪That lasts till we die♪

♪When you look back and smile, time seems to freeze♪

♪A swift moment becomes an eternity♪

♪In this vast world, our paths lead to different journeys♪

♪Like peacocks flying apart♪

♪Lifting my head, a bright moon hangs in the sky♪

♪Looking at my hometown, mountains away from me♪

♪A flick of hand is enough to stir turbulence♪

♪Oh, this world of splendor♪

♪Not dead, yet not alive♪

♪Prosper when it's prosperous♪

♪Serene like the moon when it's peaceful♪

♪Thousands of well-lit households♪

♪The dream of my homeland♪

♪Resides in me♪

♪Though it's but a small wish♪

♪I ask for peace in all four corners♪

♪Oh, this world of splendor♪

♪Not dead, yet not alive♪

♪Prosper when it's prosperous♪

♪Serene like the moon when it's peaceful♪

♪Thousands of well-lit households♪

♪The dream of my homeland♪

♪Resides in me♪

♪Though it's but a small wish♪

♪I ask for peace in all four corners♪