The predestined reunion

From the small crack in the window, Meng Hao watched the army enter through the gates. It was as numerous as Naran's army was. There were black horses that approached with speed and passed like wind through the streets without giving chance to see even their faces. The sound of hooves rumbling through the snow made the walls of the small establishment shudder. For a few seconds it looked like a big tornado had passed through the city, the numbers of equestrians kept growing.

- There must be for more than a hundred thousand men! - The storeowner approached the other destroyed window while watching the large number of crowded and horse-riding men pass through the streets like ferocious animals.

Meng Hao turned his attention away and saw that on his left side was a man of medium height and age, with tanned skin and brown eyes. His head had a handkerchief that hid his few strands of hair, but his face was not bad, there was a lightness in his expression that conveyed calm. Again, Meng Hao looked out the window and finally saw the last man passing through the city. However, very slowly behind, a much smaller group came, a small entourage of five men who were led by an imposing figure on a black horse. His clothes were clearly of a Sunri nobleman, the black skin of a ferocious animal covering his entire body, boots and leather and a silver helmet that covered his face. Only by the firm way can he realize that he was not just any man.

Soon some of them moved on and one stood next to the noble man and both got off the horse, Meng Hao saw when they crossed the deserted street and climbed the small stairway that led to the herb store, the same store where he and Xiao Niao they were.

Soon his mind seemed to be working again. Meng Hao looked back and saw Xiao Niao standing with only the bowls in his hands and beside her the shop owner was white as snow outside. Before the door opened, Meng Hao just pulled Xiao behind the counter to protect her from what happened.

Then, the door opened, the figure he had seen only on top of a horse entering the city was right in front of him. It was much taller than he imagined, the feeling of death soon fell on them and Meng Hao took Xiao Niao's hand, realizing that it was as cold as a corpse. A little worried he squeezed a little and then she protested pulling her hand back.

The store was almost empty, only the owner, Meng Hao and Xiao Niao were there when the person in front of them took off the helmet, releasing its platinum wires that fell from his back to his waist. A part of them was stuck in a black belt like their clothes. However, it was not only this that caught Meng Hao's attention, but his two-colored eyes seemed to pierce each of the three. Never in his entire existence did he know of two-colored eyes.

The atmosphere seemed denser, as if the Tension of the environment could be touched with the hands and only the decompensated breathing of the owner of the establishment can be heard. The newcomer approached a little, marking the ground with snow at a considerable distance, and dropped his helmet on the counter.

- Which one of you is Mr Chen? - The man's voice was as cold as his image, just as Meng Hao had imagined.

- Y-y-I'm Y-I ... - The owner of the establishment seemed more nervous than usual, his body was as rigid as a stone and beads of sweat dripped from his face even on a freezing day.

- Mrs. Li indicated this place to me when I entered the city. One of my men is seriously injured and I need medicine for deep cuts.

The poor man's face softened a little and smiled very weakly. When the visitor explained who sent him all the nervousness quickly disappeared and soon the atmosphere seemed warmer.

- What would you like to take? - The owner of the establishment soon left behind the counter taking all the herbs from the shelf to offer - I have many herbs. Since you came recommended by Ms. Li, you are very welcome in my store.

Meng Hao realized that just the mention of the name Li everyone in Honga softens.

The platinum man crossed the short distance to the counter and stopped directly in front of Xiao Niao. For a few moments, he stared at the short figure with the band in his eyes that seemed not to be afraid of him. Many withdrew only with her presence, but she held her body firmly in place and did not trace a trace of dread towards him. The Newcomer had not paid due attention to the blind woman. The shop owner was as nervous as a bird in a cage and the man next to him was as grotesque as a monster. Now that he has approached the counter, he can see her presence. She was as thin as her little finger and her face was partially covered with a band making it impossible to recognize.

- Here is my Lord, all grass for serious injuries.

The apothecary returned smiling as a servant towards the platinum and Meng Hao looked at Xiao Niao, who was as immobile as a statue, his companion's hands were still cold making him worried. Finally, he squeezed her hands again gently so that she would follow him to the exit. The platinum figure stared at the man's big hands next to the blind woman; it looked like he was the poor poor man's guide dog. Xiao Niao let out a heavy sigh and reacted to Meng Hao's touch by asking him to get her out of there.

- Come on Xiao. - Xiao Niao followed Meng Hao to the exit with some fear, but as soon as he passed, the platinum man stared at her steadily and followed her with his eyes until she left the store.

The young woman's presence was disconcerting. The last time he was so unresponsive towards a woman was seven years ago when ... When she was still alive. Soon the memories came over him making him lose a little sense of reality. Remember Mei Yang hurt her like a double-edged sword slicing through his heart and soul at the same time and that blind young woman reminded him of his little bride when he was just a foolish boy.

- Yan Feng - his companion's voice brought him back to the real world. The apothecary stared at him waiting for him to take something, so he handed over some gold coins and took as much herbs as he could.

Yan Feng was still filled with memories of the past that always surfaced in his mind haunting him every day.

- Yan Feng, do you hear me - Zhao's voice again penetrated his mind taking him out of his thoughts - Are you lost? I am talking with you!

- What do you have so much to talk to me about? We talk all the way from Sunri to Honga, I'm tired of your voice! - Yan Feng let out a little irritated.

- Stop being sour, I know you love the sweet sound of my voice! - Zhao nudged Ya Feng's white smiling mockingly. - Now that we have entered Honga we have to go to Minister Li's house, you know that his wife and daughter are waiting for us.

"This is a waste of time," Yan Feng recalled the invitation of honor he received when he was in Sunri. Minister Li was a crazy fox to strike, and the perfect boat was his daughter Li Jia-Li, Minister Li's daughter. Yan Feng massaged his temples before putting the herbs into a pot tied to his horse's saddle.

- Finally, I will be able to eat meat, I am tired of the poorly made food from the army ... - Yan Feng glared at his friend scolding him.

- You ate meat every day, next time you will eat fruit.

- Fish is not meat! - Again Yan Feng stared at Zhao coldly and his friend realized that if he did not shut up he would die soon. - Well, at least we have something good to do in that state. Minister Li's daughter is like a flower from the forest. Everyone talks about her beauty all over the world, and the minister is offering it exclusively to you. Soon, our king will be married to the most beautiful woman in the world, and will rule all six states...

- Since you have time to dream about nonsense, you should take your time and train your fencing before I take your head off.

- Yan Feng! - Zhao stamped his foot on the floor like a child. - You should have a little love for me, I'm your best friend! And you should be happy to marry a beautiful woman.

- So marry you, I didn't come to Honga to join any woman. I am looking for allies. And you should be focused on war, not skirt.

As soon as he saw Zhao's bitter face, Yan Feng climbed on his horse and trotted through the city. Whether or not he had to go to the Li mansion for dinner, it was an invitation of honor and if he wanted to have Honga by his side in the war he would have to endure formalities that he couldn't stand.

It was time for King Amon to finally feel the weight of His sword and all the nobles of Naran to experience the fury of their hatred, Yan Feng would finally avenge Mei Yang's blood.