That night, Wu Han had a strange dream. He dreamt that he was chased by the one-legged Ciong Pangcu, who was ready to kill him with Hang Liong Yu Hui Style. He tried to fight back, but his hands could not be moved. As Ciong Pangcu’s palm almost stroked him, suddenly a figure appeared and blocked the style with her body.
“Sheng Nan!” Wu Han shouted. But too late, Ciong Pangcu’s strong palm had injured her. Sheng Nan let out a muffled cry, “Wu Han…”
Wu Han woke up in cold sweat, only to find that the person that called his name was Li Hoa, who was knocking on his door.
“Come on in,” Wu Han answered. His voice was still shaky. That was such a nightmare!
Li Hoa walked in, holding a big basin. Seeing Li Hoa had been ready in her pale pink dress, Wu Han’s face turned red.
“I.. ah.. I overslept,” he stuttered.
Seeing this, Li Hoa only laughed melodiously, “That’s allright. Come, wash your face with this water so we will be ready to attend Ciong Pangcu’s funeral ceremony,” she said, pointing at the basin.
Wu Han groaned, “Li Hoa, you don’t have to bring me wa…. What? Is today the ceremony? But… I thought they would wait until the Annual Meeting!”
“Seeing that the majority of the Kay-Pang members have gathered here, and the condition of Ciong Pangcu’s body, they decided to do the ceremony today,” Li Hoa answered gloomily.
“Aaah… the power of Hang Liong Sip Pat Ciang is so huge, it destroyed all internal organs of Ciong Pangcu. It might be a better idea to do the ceremony today,” Wu Han nodded. He quickly washed his face and readied himself.
“OK, I am ready! Now let’s go! I hope we will get lucky and meet Sheng Nan there,” With that saying, Wu Han opened the door.
Outside of the ceremony room, they met the old man that was in the sack.
“Cianpwee, good morning!” Wu Han called respectfully. Yet the old man didn’t say anything. He just stared at Wu Han with serious eyes.
“Such a strange old man,” Wu Han thought.
If only he knew who the man really was!
Even from outside of the ceremony room, Sheng Nan could hear all Kay Pang members cried vehemently. And although she could not see it from her seat outside, she could feel the suspicious glance that was directed to Ma It Hong. Yet he stood calmly next to Ciong Pangcu’s body, receiving the salutation from other sect, as if disregarding the suspicion towards him.
“Such a strong man!” Sheng Nan could not help but praised. Yet her mind didn’t stop working, “I couldn’t believe that Ciong Pangcu’s intermal organs have been decayed this fast! What is the reason behind today’s ceremony?”
As she pondered, from the corner of her eyes, she could see Wu Han and Li Hoa walked out of ceremony room and approaching her. She quickly busied herself with her tea.
“Cianpwee, good morning!” Wu Han called out.
“Cianpwee, may we sit here?” Li Hoa, smiling tenderly, pointed at two empty seats in Sheng Nan’s table. Idly, Sheng Nan nodded.
“Do tell us, cianpwee, are you also a guest here?” Wu Han tried to open a conversation.
Sheng Nan frowned, “I told everyone yesterday, I was being kidnapped!” she answered with her old man’s voice.
“Ah, you were kidnapped by Ma It Hong….” Li Hoa nodded.
Wu Han carefully studied this old man. As he was the only person that was inside that room, could that be that this old man was the killer?
Suddenly, an exclamation was heard from inside of the room.
“What happened?” Sheng Nan asked.
Wu Han frowned, “I don’t know. Let me take a look!” he said as he went in to check.
Soon, Wu Han came back with tired smile in his face, “Nothing happened. Only one of Kay Pang members became hysterical and grabbed Ciong Pangcu’s corpse too tight. It took them quite a long time before they could calm the man’s down.”
Sheng Nan shifted a bit, so she could see what happened inside the chamber. The man surely caused lots of trouble, as now she saw that Ciong Pangcu’s corpse cover was being tidied by Brother Wen. The cover has been scrambled by the devoted member’s action, as now from her seat Sheng Nan could see Ciong Pangcu’s left foot. Dried blood smeared his ankle.
As if it was not enough, that man suddenly approached Ma It Hong. “Hmmm… you want to be a Pang-cu? Hmph!” With that saying, he spitted in front of Ma It Hong.
“Brother Ouw, please watch your manner!” From his place, Brother Wen hissed. Brother Ouw turned and sat with other three-sack members, all of them regarded Ma It Hong with steely eyes. Yet Sheng Nan could see that Ma It Hong remained calm. Only sad smile that lingered on his lips showed his true feeling.
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Eh.... this part is a bit 'dry', isn't it? I don't have much time lately, so I didn't edit this part. But I hope this could appease your hunger and gives you more`clue.
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