CHAPTER 141: WANG TON, MAN IN THE SHADOWS
Mi Ba Huo returned landed on the roof of a mansion. Two other people were on the roof, dressed in all black as he had been.
“Well, Mi Ba Huo? Did you see him?”
Huo shook his head. “Seems our intel was right. He is not anywhere in there.”
“Damn!” Shou Na Shi said. “How could he have fooled us?”
“Wang Ton is a reclusive.” Lei Cong Min said, walking in thought. “So it’s nothing new for him to not be seen for days. Which is why we missed the fact that he was not at his home.”
“I don’t understand.” Mi Ba Huo said. “We were able to track his carriage again after our last encounter and we confirmed that it entered the mansion. When did he leave without us seeing it?”
“Perhaps he did not even return on the carriage.” Min said.
“What do you mean?” Shi asked.
“We lost track of the carriage. He could have easily slipped out and ordered the carriage to return home, making it seem as if he was back.”
“If that is the case, then he will be hard to track.” Shi said.
“Yes but we have a lead.” Min said.
“What?”
She smirked before pulling up her face mask to hider her mouth and nose. “I’m sure the carriage driver will have some clue.”
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Wang Zen watched as his father got undressed, him in the process of getting undressed himself. The forest was a myrid of sounds in the early morning, though it was still dark with Shibi’s body providing some light.
“I don’t understand,” Zen said to Wang Ton. “Why do we have to change our clothes.”
“I already explained this to you,” Wang Ton said.
“Yes, I understand that. I understand that we’re trying not to draw attention to ourselves. I just don’t understand why.” Ze continued. “Why do we need to hide. We were the ones who were unjustly attacked. We should go to the law officials and report this matter. Doing this seems… dishonourable. We should be seeking justice not hiding in a whole other province.”
“Justice? What do you know of justice how to obtain it?”
“I know we should fight for it or we’ll never have it.”
Wang Ton looked at the sky, with the stars already dimming with the coming morning. “Life is not like the Matrial Arts Hero stories you read when you were younger. In our world, the strong define what is justice and no matter how honourable you think you are that won’t change anything. I have seen people, good people chase justice blindly with their useless honour. They achieved nothing.”
Wang Ton produced a storage stone and sucked up all his clothes in it before summoning plain clothes.
“You’re talking about Wang Hun?” Zen said.
Wang Ton said nothing while putting on his clothes. “Let me tell you something about justice son. For the weak to pursue their definition of justice, they must do it in the shadows. They must lie, bargain, deceive and cheat.”
“I might not know about all that but I know one thing,” Zen said as he began to undress, “You stay in the shadows too long ànd you may not like the person who comes out.”
Zen had finished undressing.
“Do you have plain looking clothes, or are we to make rags with your nice clothes?” Wang Ton asked.
“No, I have simple clothes.” Zen said. “Yin Zheng gave me a suit before I left for Goixi.”
Zen put on the brown suit. It was a pair of brown pants and vest with a black ong sleeved vest.
“Wow,” He said as he leapt up and down. “This… This is amazing!”
Wang Zen went through some fighting forms, marvelling at how light and comfortable the clothes were.
“I should have worn this a long time ago!”
“Wang Zen, we need to move off!”
“Coming!” Zen answered as Shibi jumped onto his shoulder. He walked to his father who looked like a normal guy. He looked at him, his face without his mask.
The sun rose in the horizon. Bringing it with the morning and with that, they began moving off to the town in the horizon.