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[The Vendetta of An]

She can survive seven days

without food and water.

She's not an ordinary girl.

This woman is a shadow guard sent from Chang'an.

Before we discovered her identity,

she lied

and said she came to Tiemo as a merchant.

She has lived here alone for seven months.

A lot of information was sent back to Chang'an

through her.

These shadow guards have

a common name in Chang'an.

They are called the Huben Army.

Huben Army?

Yes.

There's a person called Liu Ziwen in Chang'an

who put them through systemic training

and sent these people

to Tiemo in secret.

Liu Ziwen

was just an administrative official.

Do you want to go to Chang'an?

Of course.

There's tea in Chang'an.

The information

obtained from this woman

has helped turn the tide of war.

I heard

the people on Mount Shiluoman's altar

wanted you to go further north.

Do you not want

this opportunity any more?

Does it matter if I want it or not?

Even if I become the king of Tiemo,

I can only live with everyone else

on this barren

and freezing land.

If we want to end Tiemo's suffering,

we must head south

and go to Chang'an.

I have an idea.

We can also do the same as Liu Ziwen.

We'll train a group of shadow guards

and send them to Chang'an.

We'll let them blend into every corner

of Chang'an.

It might take five years

or 30 years.

When Chang'an is at its weakest,

it'll be time when we, the Tiemo people,

come out of our suffering.

Not us.

Just you.

What?

Cen Pickles.

You're not going to Chang'an with me?

We shouldn't go together.

We shouldn't do the same thing.

Even if we meet

in Chang'an one day,

even if we are beside Liu Ziwen,

we shouldn't reunite with each other.

I think

doing that as a shadow guard

is the only way to deceive

Liu Ziwen, who is good at using shadow guards.

Only by deceiving Liu Ziwen,

can we deceive all our enemies.

That is

how we can achieve something great.

Yes. You are right.

You've gotten smarter.

Cen Pickles, you've become smarter.

Let me say one more thing.

You must not die

before we achieve a great cause.

All right?

If I die, I'm afraid

no one will help collect your dead body.

This is a good enough reason

for me to stay alive.

Sure.

We must both be alive.

See you in Chang'an.

[Episode 27]

Open his mouth

and see if he is hiding a small metal piece inside.

Yes.

Open!

Sir, there's nothing.

Do you find it fun

to humiliate me?

I'm not humiliating you.

Don't you know?

Xie Huai'an

will come and rescue you later.

Both of you have a strong bond.

He is afraid that you'd rather suicide

than let him risk his life to save you.

You can't die yet.

Is that not true?

- Move. - Move.

About the wonton stall...

I went there last night.

No one was there

and there were no traces of an ambush.

Right.

Xie Huai'an won't set up an ambush

at a place that has been exposed.

What will

he try to do this time?

Mister.

The street is empty.

No one is coming

to buy wine today.

Whether someone comes here or not

isn't important.

What's important for me

is sitting here.

A war is starting.

Mister,

why aren't you leaving?

I'm already seated here.

Where else can I go?

But if we lose

and Chang'an falls,

you will

also die.

The fall

of a city

and deaths are inevitable.

But Heaven

and Earth

won't change, right?

You're right.

Heaven and Earth won't change.

Then, I'll sit here.

All I have

is cheap wine.

I'm not buying wine today.

I'm only buying a bench.

A bench...

Please accept it.

Xie Huai'an.

Xie Huai'an!

Don't be foolish!

Xie Huai'an.

Run!

Run!

What are you doing?

Why did you come here alone?

Xie Huai'an,

are you listening?

Xie Huai'an!

Xie Huai'an.

What trick are you trying to pull?

Where are your strategies

and ambushes?

I'm the only one here.

Don't worry.

The King of Tiemo wants to get rid of me.

I'm at my wits' end.

Instead of resisting,

I chose to bid farewell

to my friend

before I die.

When this is over,

I

leave myself at Tiemo's mercy.

This place is secure.

Even if I meet my pageboy here,

we won't be able to escape.

It's a small wish from someone who is about to die.

I hope you'll allow it.

You resisted us alone for so long

and finally surrendered.

I will fulfill the wish

of a dying person.

Let him out.

You've suffered.

Why?

Why didn't you listen to me?

Why did you come?

I know

I can't save you at this moment.

But I have something to tell you

so I wait for you here.

But if you do this, you'll...

I have to

meet the King of Tiemo sooner or later.

This is my destiny.

Xie Huai'an,

are you trying to give your life away?

What will I do if you die?

What about Ye Zheng?

What about Xiaoqing?

Even if you don't care about us,

what about Bai Wan?

When she was alive,

she wanted you

to stay alive.

People die and return to the soil.

We can't go to another world.

It's also impossible

to meet our family members who died.

Staying alive

is the only way to remember them.

I came here today

to bid farewell to you.

But if you do this,

you will really die.

Don't worry.

I guarantee

we'll surely meet again.

However, this is important.

I believe

you will surely

get this done.

Go.

[Qingyun Pavilion]

I used to say

that I'm the only one who can keep you alive.

I gave you Mo's face

and make you a pageboy to protect you.

You might not have what it takes to be an emperor,

but you know the suffering of the people.

After the war is over,

if you are willing to leave your past behind

and stay in the imperial court,

it will be a blessing to the world.

If that day does come,

will you still be by my side?

I will.

When that day arrives,

I will be your pageboy.

You look calm.

You don't look like you're here to die.

Where I die

isn't important.

I only know

that the person who shares my goal

is already in front of the King of Tiemo.

Free him.

This way, please.

He's here.

I'm cooking the lamb.

It seems like I came at the right time.

However, there's not enough firewood.

Let me do it.

How long has it been since this stove was last used?

The stove is too wet.

I don't know.

It might be an unusable stove.

Young man, you are still too inexperienced.

The stove is too wet.

Books burn quicker.

I want to burn books, too.

Are you willing to...

I would never do it back then.

Now, both of you

are here.

Burn it.

What a good book.

I'm burning it.

White Hair.

You want me dead so badly.

If I'm dead,

do you still have somewhere to go?

I hid in Huainan

for seven years.

I had a job

at a remote place.

It was relaxing.

I used to help the people

go down the field,

plant paddy,

and harvest the grains.

Now that I think about it,

I actually miss the place.

It certainly sounds like a prosperous place.

No.

Huainan isn't a prosperous place.

If it suffers from a natural disaster,

people will still starve to death.

There were despicable magistrates

who wouldn't spare food from the official granary.

I broke open granaries once

and was imprisoned.

And if I die,

do you have somewhere to go?

I don't.

I can no longer return

to where I've been before.

I

was a slave when I was young.

My father also grew up as a slave.

In the noble families of Tiemo,

slaves

use themselves as bait

to lure out the wolves and kill them.

Then,

the sheep in the pen can survive.

Because of that,

they don't care no matter how many slaves they sacrifice.

In the end,

I retrieved my father's limbs

in the mouth of a wolf.

I still remember

the feeling of hunger back then.

But even if

your father is dead,

your master still won't

give you a full meal.

Later,

more slaves followed me.

I only wanted to capture a town

but the feeling of hunger

still followed me.

Later,

after that,

I want to dominate the world.

Today is a farewell.

One will only

say some sincere words during a farewell.

Speaking of which,

how White Hair

broke open a granary in Huainan

resembled what we did when we were young.

Yes.

10 years ago?

20 years ago?

No.

It was 40 years ago.

There are so many sheep

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but they still force us to kill and eat wolves.

Wolf meat is sour.

Since we will die one way or another,

let's have a feast for now.

Must we die?

Do you have a way?

Those who kill for the nobles

are also slaves.

If they come after us,

I will tell them

what we did.

I'm going to ask them

why nobles can kill slaves without any punishment

but when a slave kills a noble,

they will be punished.

I also want to ask them

why can't we be the nobles

and let them be the slaves.

- Yes! - Yes!

Exactly.

We can also become nobles.

Exactly.

We can become someone who kills sheep without feeling sorry.

We can kill another person without being punished.

Are you scared?

No.

It has nothing to do with what you said.

I didn't expect

the meat to be so fatty.

I wish I had some pickles

to cut out the greasiness.

Look at you.

- You're such a good-for-nothing. - Do you hear yourself?

You sound so lame.

After both of us came to Chang'an,

we had not reunited with each other for more than two decades.

Just in case we encounter

a highly-intelligent enemy.

Today,

you get to see the result.

My dear teacher,

your move

is impressive.

White Hair,

tell me.

What is your purpose in life?

If you are just doing it

for the fleeting memories,

it's only natural for you to lose to me.

You

want to dominate the world.

Isn't it because

you want to become

the slave masters

you killed back then?

You grow in the spring and harvest in the autumn.

Life and death are irreversible.

But the cycle of power struggles continues endlessly.

As for you,

if you want to become a slave master,

you won't have a place to go.

You're wrong.

Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.

Today,

I win.

Let's go.

Don't you want to see him take his last breath?

He is White Hair.

Right.

He is White Hair.

His life has been full of hardship.

So,

he should die in this desolate place

with no one around him.

No friends,

not even his enemies,

will witness his end.

Hold on.

I must bring back these lamb chops.

I'll give them to my neighbors.

This is enough for them to have a feast tonight.

You have nowhere to go

but I do.

- Let's go. - Let's go.

♪Memories are arrows flying against the wind♪

♪Piercing through what should be forever♪

♪They wake me to find our story ended...♪

Zhi.

♪Or shown mercy to anyone?♪

♪I ride across the mountains and return♪

♪Still cloaked head to toe in night♪

♪The bitter sea knows no shore, the wind no sleep♪

♪You remain far back in the past♪

♪I drift in a lone boat...♪

Father.

♪Before old dreams scatter and fade...♪

Li.

Zhi.

♪Only now do I see fate knows only the lash♪

♪And grants no mercy♪

♪Alas♪

♪Time vanishes in an instant into dust and smoke♪

♪Ashes of regret...♪

I still

don't want to die.

♪This body is trapped in destiny's cold prison...♪

I still want...

I still want...

I still want to remember all of you.

♪Memories are arrows flying against the wind♪

♪Piercing through what should be forever♪

♪They wake me to find our story ended♪

♪When has time ever been kind♪

♪Or shown mercy to anyone?♪

♪I ride across the mountains and return♪

♪Still cloaked head to toe in night♪

I sensed a shiver down my spine.

Why?

Stop pretending.

If I had

killed White Hair a moment later inside,

you would've killed me.

White Hair

is more dangerous than Xiao Wuyang and Yan Fengshan.

He must die.

Because of that, I can kill anyone

who stops me from killing him.

After the Liu family was wiped out,

you went missing for 15 years.

I had no choice but to be cautious of you.

I'm sure this is reasonable.

Cen Pickles.

You made up stories about your neighbors

and even removed

and drained the lamb

to stall time.

You wanted to prove

that you didn't feel sorry for White Hair.

That was too pretentious.

I did it because I couldn't trust you completely.

Luckily, I did it.

He is just

the son of an acquaintance

and the son of an enemy.

An unparalleled genius.

For your ambition,

he should die.

It's the ambition of the Tiemo people.

I didn't make up stories about my neighbors.

I really want to bring the lamb back.

Those who are lazy

will usually

leech for free food at my place.

I even gave them nicknames.

There's Gulouzi

and Gourd Chicken.

In this world,

we need some bad friends.

White Hair is dead inside.

I need to bring back the lamb.

After tonight,

Chang'an will belong to you.

Tomorrow,

I'll bring some Huoshan Huangya tea.

What do you think?

Sure.

As for you,

if you want to become a slave master,

you won't have a place to go.

You have nowhere to go but I do.

He's completely dead?

Yes.

You got your wish.

Drink tea and kill people.

Just like the person we admired.

Why did you come back?

Our most worthy enemy is dead.

I'm worried that you might feel lonely.

Why not come with me?

There's lamb,

pickles,

and premium tea.

It's much better than this place of yours.

You can't even light the stove here.

Huoshan Huangya tea?

Your residence

is just as I imagined.

It's not that quiet.

The prison is quiet

but I can't stay there.

If you don't mind,

come and chat with me often.

However,

you must first help me dry the pickles.

Sure thing.

Two children of slaves

who weren't eaten by wolves

experienced a chaotic period.

We met each other

after hiding for more than a decade.

We should spend days catching up.

We were just two children of slaves.

Neither of us would expect

that one day, we could live in Chang'an

and decide the fate of this city.

I expected it.

I've expected it since the day

we picked up the blade.

After so many years,

you have gotten old.

You are one to talk.

We should be old.

If we are not,

we will become demons.

Do you know?

When I dream at night,

I usually see us when we were young

with sheep in the grasslands

and wolves.

They look at me, baring their white fangs.

I always wake up

in cold sweats.

Cen Pickles!

Cen Pickles!

You're so rude.

Call me Grandpa.

Cen Pickles!

Your house has been robbed.

What?

Gulouzi and the rest

took all your pickles and meat.

They said a war was coming

and wanted to prevent food shortages.

My house was robbed. Forgive me for not hosting you.

Where did they take my food?

The granary over there!

Are you going to beat them up?

Yes!

I'll beat them up badly!

Bring me along!

Don't kill them.

We just need to teach them a lesson.

Just teach them a lesson.

Cen Pickles.

You are old.

You might lose.

Let me lead the charge.

I promise not to kill them.

I have a big family and business.

I must bring back these lamb chops.

I'll give them to my neighbors.

This is enough for them to have a feast tonight.

Those who are lazy

will usually

leech for free food at my place.

I even gave them nicknames.

There's Gulouzi

and Gourd Chicken.

In this world,

we need some bad friends.

Why did you give your neighbors

the names of our dead friends as their nicknames?

I remember what White Hair said to me.

He could kill Yan Fengshan

because he believes

he is someone who lives in a lie.

His younger sister is dead

but he can see his younger sister's spirit.

All humans have a fatal weak spot.

So, he came up with the idea

of disguising an assassin as Yan Fengshan's adopted son

to fake his son's revival

and kill Yan Fengshan when he is

at his most vulnerable.

Killing someone by using their fatal weak spot.

How exquisite.

Yan Fengshan stood no chance.

So do I.

Gulouzi

and Gourd Chicken

were dead.

They have been dead for decades.

I gave my neighbors these nicknames

to lie to myself.

You are lying to me.

White Hair told me

you'd never trust me.

The only way to solve this

is to use his life

as a lure.

I've known you for more than 40 years.

I've always seen you as a friend.

We are friends but we are not walking the same path.

You killed, too!

I killed

so more people can live.

You killed

because you want to become

the slave masters we killed.

War ravaged Chang'an

and dead bodies are everywhere.

This isn't what I want.

Cen Pickles!

If I die,

do you still

have anywhere to go?

White Hair sacrificed himself

to achieve your goal.

Who are you?

When do we act?

What is the signal?

Tomorrow

at the hour of Shen.

♪Rain drips from the eaves♪

♪Someone crosses the street holding an umbrella♪

♪Placing weiqi pieces♪

♪Someone makes a promise♪

♪Before the breaking of dawn♪

♪Someone hides in the darkness♪

♪Never coming out in their lifetime♪

♪Looking at the bright moon♪

♪Who can dispel the confusing veil♪

♪That misleads this chaotic era?♪

♪Borrowing the faint candle light to illuminate♪

♪This path♪

♪May this be my last trip♪

♪May this howling wind never cease♪

♪Not looking back♪

♪Not fearing the hardship ahead♪

♪To Chang'an I go♪

♪Countless mountains I surmount♪

♪The joy and sadness of life♪

♪Shall be done away♪

♪Never coming back♪

♪Like the spring flowers, the summer leaves, and the autumn paddy♪

♪Like the vermillion, emerald, and ivory♪

♪Like the rising sun, the setting moon, and the coming rain♪

♪Like the boulder, the blades, and the inkstone♪

♪Like the feather, the sand, and the dust♪

♪Like the mountains, the rivers, and the ocean♪

♪May this be my last trip♪

♪May this howling wind never cease♪

♪Not looking back♪

♪Not fearing the hardship ahead♪

♪To Chang'an I go♪

♪Countless mountains I surmount♪

♪The joy and sadness of life♪

♪Shall be done away♪