Li Yang gazed at his blood stained hands on the ground. Wasn't he the only king of assassin in the whole universe? Why the hell was he knelling? He tried to stand, but poor him fell as soon as he tried.
" Calm down." Mo Chen commanded standing up from the chair that was placed opposite Li Yang. He squated in front of him, used his left hand to grab his hair, forcibly raising his chin and his right hand run the gun on his face. Li Yang weakly looked in this scumbag mocking eyes. This bastard, he had picked up in the street, clothed him and fed him. Yet he betrayed him. And for what?? Fame!! Fame he could have obtained in another way that wasn't killing him. He couldn't help but feel anger, hatred and disappointment sucking his bones. If only he could pull out this fool's eyes before dying, then he could surely rest in unhindered peace. Subconsciously, he spat in this young man face. Despite his perfect handsome angelic face, he was a pure evil. Li Yang felt strong resentment towards this face.Mo Chen just gave a simple smirk before extending his hand to a guard who handed him a white handkerchief. He calmly used it to wipe his face and lazily patted Li Yang's head before standing up. This only increased Li Yang's hatred and anger. Mo Chen with a smirk on his lips,pointed his gun at his head, and just like that, he cheerfully muttered,
" Rest in peace." And then pulled the trigger.
The bullet sunk in Li Yang's head and just like that he fell flat on the ground like a sack of potatoes.
Despite being an assassin, he had always believed that he was somehow kind and sociable. No unnecessary torturing, just doing his job.It was such an unfortunate thing to be killed by a fool you had once been kind to. Especially when that fool was a couple of years younger than you. But despite this, he had always felt that his life was meaningless. His childhood had been a pure misery ; no parents, no friends, being bullied at school and even at work. And his adulthood,.... Pure trash; no friends, no peace, no good sleep as he was always hunted by his fellow competitors assassins. And now he was lying in his own blood dying. He felt like it was funny and he felt quite lucky that he was finally dying, resting ,going away from the cruel world.
The next moment he opened his eyes, he was struck by the darkness and coldness crowding the room. Wasn't he dead?
" I'm alive?!" He wondered as he tried to move, but was suddenly held back by the heavy chains binding him. His whole body trembled from pain as if he had thousands of cuts on his body. He groaned from the pain and muttered a thousand curses.
" My God, is this purgatory?" He muttered weakly closing his eyes. The sharp pain in his body was truly disturbing?
" I survived a gunshots?!" He muttered again but then shook his head.
"Pffs who the hell in earth could survive a gunshot??" Another idea came in his head but he immediately shooed it away. Transmigration only existed in novels and he had always thought it was such a stupid thing to write about. If a person was dead then he was dead.
" This might be purgatory." He decided under his breath.
" Damn it!! I'm going to suffer, hehehehehehe, how many people have I killed back then by the way??"
" Young master." He was suddenly brought back by the calm worried voice from a young man who lit up two torches on two opposite walls of the room. He quickly walked to him, placed his sword on the ground ,and started unchaining him. Li Yang was staring at him hoping he could somehow recognize the face but poor him couldn't. His eyes then fell on his dark blue weird yet cool outfit and the sword he had placed on the ground. It was all strange to his eyes.The young man stood up after his actions and quickly handed a fur cloak to Li Yang who was still sitting down. Subconsciously,he took it and wore it before standing up.
' I have really transmigrated.' He thought with woe.
When someone wanted to live, life run away from him and when he wanted to die, that's when life clinged to him. He wanted to curse life and teach it how to act.
" Bastard." He unconsciously murmured the curse. The young man stopped in his tracks and gave Li Yang a confused look.
" Just kill me." Li Yang carelessly stated lazily.
" YOUNG MASTER!!" The guy exclaimed as he tightened his grip on his sword thinking Li Yang would somehow reach for it and take his poor life. Li Yang's eyes widened at the young man's reaction. Really dramatic.
" Young MASTER, please calm down. I know this punishment is so cruel but you're used to it...." The young man continued to talk but all he heard was the" you're used to it" statement. He was used to torture!! What kind of nonsense was that? He has been an assassin for twenty years, twenty whole years but he had never made any one get used to being tortured. His targets were all kindly saved from the harsh world without much pain. What kind of purgatory was this? Shouldn't he at least get a reward for being slightly kind to his victims? And this young man was spouting that kind of nonsense thinking he was comforting him, when he was actually breaking his heart.
The young man silently led him out of that underground prison room intending to follow behind. " Can you please lead the way? I fell confused." Li Yang stated calmly. The guy wasn't a hard one, he accepted.Li Yang saw that there were at least five room in this prison. Two guards on each room while other guards were just chatting sitting around a large rectangular table, others in groups. They all were giving him pitiful looks, admiration, confusion and then finally disrespectful looks. Li Yang observed the place with admiration. Not only was the place majestic, the fresh air could make someone remain young forever.
' Hahahaha. There are still enough trees here.' he thought with a smile on his face. While other rooms seemed elegant, his was old and isolated from others. It was just in the backside alongside that of the servants and way worser than that of the servants. Li Yang looked at the man in front of him. He had knew that he was his guard Song Yan from the endless compliments of the servants as they passed past them. And then, he looked at the door of the room and mentally sighed. What kind of life was this young master exactly living?
Song Yan pushed the door open. The corner of Li Yang's lips twitched. He wanted to just swallow himself up.
' YOUNG MASTER?!!!!! PIECE OF SHIT!! WHAT KIND OF YOUNg master sleeps in this hut... sigh... Seriously.' he thought with a heavy heart but then decided to accept it.Li Yang calmly removed his shoes before stepping into the room. He took the first step, the second and then the third and then stopped walking." Bro, do these guy not know how to clean their young master's room?? Shameless." He muttered under his breath and then turned to look at Song Yan with a smile.
" Close the door please."
Song Yan immediately did as he was told. Li Yang examined the room and felt tears forming in his eyes. He once slept on an emperor sized bed, and what he was seeing in front of him was a mat. A mat!! There was a simple bag in the corner a blanket by the bag's side.
He fell on his knees and dramatically cried for his lose. He really hated this.
" Oh God, take me back. I swear I won't kill again." He prayed calmly cupping his hands together. Nothing happened. He calmly sighed before spotting a bronze mirror bound on the wall. He quickly stood up and headed to it. The face staring back to him was the same as the one he had in the past. Except that it was more handsome and younger. And unlike the dark short hair then, this guy's long hair was black at the top and then white at the end.
" At least I'm still the most handsome being in the universe." He stated calmly,carefully examining his face and that's when he realized he had no memories of the original person. He didn't even know his name.
" Li Yang, Li Yang, just die." He spouted out as he dramatically shook his head and then extended his hands in the air and dramatically let out a loud laughter.