503 I will overthrow the King


    Lóng Wei held Yuze’s body and asked him to wake up. “Yuze, I will listen to you. Whatever you will ask me to do, I will do. Please wake up. If you want me to fight for the good, I will do that. But do not scare me this way,” Lóng Wei said and shook him. The tears continued to pour down his eyes as he kept requesting Yuze to wake up.


    Lóng Wei lowered his head and felt miserable. “You cannot leave me like this, Yuze. You promised me that you would be with me all the time. Please, I beg you. Listen to me like you always did.” He rested his hand on Yuze’s chest. The heartbeat he could not feel. Though he had noticed how cold Yuze’s body was, he was not ready to ept that Yuze left him this way.


    Lóng Wei felt helpless as he lifted his head and looked at the pale face of Yuze. His tears had still not stopped. He put his hand on his head and looked at the lifeless body of Yuze before him. “Who did this to you? Who could kill you? You never did anyone’s bad,” Lóng Wei murmured and held Yuze’s hand.


    Lóng Wei remembered when he first time met Yuze and held his hand. It was the warmest feeling he ever received after being born. Yuze was more than a father and mother to Lóng Wei. Lóng Wei hit his hand against his forehead as he cried profusely.


    When the royal trainers and teachers got troubled by Lóng Wei’s behavior towards them, Yuze came forward to teach him. When Lóng Wei was sick and refused to take medicines, Yuze sat by his side and fed him the medicine. When Lóng Wei cried, Yuze wiped his tears and hugged him. When Lóng Wei was sad, Yuze made him happy. When Lóng Wei looked for love and care, Yuze gave him that too.Yuze had be an indispensable part of Lóng Wei’s life.


    But now, Yuze was no more. The good and pious soul had left its body. How would Lóng Wei be able to survive in a world which was always unfair to him? How would he bring his chaotic mind at peace when his master was no more? How would he grow when the person who always encouarged him was no longer around him?


    For the first time, Lóng Wei felt vulnerable and his heart ached. He did not even get this feeling when his mother was cold to him when he took her life. He had broken apart. It felt to him like someone suddenly threw him off the cliff and he had hit the rock bottom.


    Lóng Wei put his head on Yuze’s chest and cried while holding him tightly. “Monk Yuze!” This was the first time Lóng Wei addressed Yuze as Monk Yuze. His eyes had swollen because he cried for hours. He himself did not have an idea for how long he had his head on Yuze’s chest.


    When he finally raised his head, a murderous look was in his eyes. “I will give the most brutal death to the person, who did this to you. Whoever did this to you, I will make sure that his entire generation pays for your murder. I, Lóng Wei, promise you that I will avenge your death, Yuze,” Lóng Wei pronounced.


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    At that moment, a loud thunder roared in the sky. The next second, a heavy downpour started to ur. The sky had turned darker and heavy winds started blowing.


    Lóng Wei checked Yuze’s body to find if there was any injury, but there was nothing.


    He looked at the table, but it was empty. Lóng Wei knew that someone fed poison to Yuze since his lips had turned deep bluish. Also, the person had destroyed the evidence. He wiped the tears from his eyes from his sleeves and stood up.


    Lóng Wei checked the entire room. Yuze knew that he was going to die, but he did not bother to tell Lóng Wei about it. Like all the times, he again left the answers to Lóng Wei. He took a deep breath as he checked the cupboards in the room.


    He saw the scrolls rted to Buddha teachings in the cupboards while one of the cupboards had Yuze’s clothes. Lastly, Lóng Wei checked the floor table’s drawer and opened it. He took the brushes, ink sticks, papers, etc. out of it.


    His eyes fell on the tiny scroll and he opened the thread around it. He opened it, and found out a famous quote was written on it. Lóng Wei put the scroll on the table pressed the fingers on the temple of his forehead.


    Lóng Wei nced at Yuze and tears trailed down his cheeks again.


    “Did the King do it? Apart from him, no one could dare to do it. He should not have yed this dirty with me,” Lóng Wei murmured and his jaw clenched. He recalled his conversation with Yuze which happened a day ago.


    ‘Lóng Wei, listen to this old man keenly. You will regret your decision of staying quiet. The day you feel you are regretful for the choice you have made, you need to act on it. Do not turn a blind eye to it. Yuze will not be always around you to guide you-‘ Yuze to Lóng Wei.


    Yuze told Lóng Wei that he would regret his decision. It filled Lóng Wei with guilt. He epted his fault. The anguish of losing Yuze was burning him from the inside. He knew that Yuze wanted him to take action against Qiu Zedong.


    “I should have listened to you. You wanted me to follow my destiny. I will do it. I thought not to fight and stay in the shadows, but now I will. I will overthrow the King and will give justice to all those people who seek it, especially you,” Lóng Wei affirmed. The expression on his face turned menacing and he apologized to Yuze for acting naive, and for trusting Qiu Zedong.