Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

New Year.

There were still around four to five more months before New Year. Nan Hua knew very well that it wouldn't be easy for her grandfather to tell her this matter and the reason why it had to wait that long might have something to do with the fact that most families would reunite during New Year.

If the Nan Family was truly shameless and wanted to latch themselves onto the current Nan Family, then the best moment for them to come was during New Year.

"Yes, Grandpa."

"Good girl." Old Master Nan petted Nan Hua's head tenderly. Sometimes, he wished that Nan Hua would stay the same as she used to be, the cheerful girl who didn't know anything about the world and just laugh and play around.

But with the schemes that were put into his head and the things that his own son had done, he knew very well how impossible it would be. There was no way that Nan Hua would be able to live peacefully.

She and the many others were in the middle of the storm.

There was no place for them to hide as the rains and storm crashed onto them, forcing them to be part of this mess.

"Sleep, Grandpa."

"You should rest too, Hua'er."

"Mhm."

Nan Hua watched as her grandfather closed his eyes but not sleep yet before turning around. She noticed Nan Luo walking inside and guessed that her grandfather had something to say to Nan Luo.

After all, despite being a drunk, Old Master Nan was still capable of reasoning. He might only act somewhat childish in front of Nan Hua because he wanted her to take care of him.

How childish.

Nan Luo nodded at Nan Hua and then entered the bedroom. Hou Lin told him that his grandfather had something to say to him, so he walked into the bedroom. Looking at his grandfather who was closing his eyes, he wondered whether his grandfather was sleeping or anything like that.

He didn't want to disturb his grandfather.

"Luo, the token is in my drawer." Old Master Nan opened his eyes and looked at Nan Luo. "You will be the owner of the token from now on."

Nan Luo's eyes widened when he heard Old Master Nan's words.

The army under Old Master Nan was actually more than what was shown to the outside world. Hou Liang and Hou Lin were staying beside Old Master Nan and many people already knew that.

However, there were not only two of them.

There were actually four people under Old Master Nan. The other two were leading a small independent army and also a small organization located in the Wind City. One of them was in the light and the other one was in the dark.

During the time when they were in Wind City, Nan Luo had come into contact with the small organization. It was organizing spies and also information about the frontline areas to help the Nan Family fend the enemies.

Now that they had annexed Wei Da Kingdom, it was time to change the base.

However, the process was not easy and Nan Luo had been thinking about how to do that too. He thought that his grandfather would be the one to take care of the matter, but he didn't expect that his grandfather would hand over the four of them into his hand.

"Grandpa, Sister…?"

"Hua'er has her own force that's not any worse than mine." Old Master Nan was silent for a while. In fact, he felt that Nan Hua's force might be better than him based on his observation.

However, Nan Hua's forces were the type that was not allowed to see the light. Once it was shown to the surface, there wouldn't be any lack of people who wanted to take it down and destroy it.

That was why Nan Hua could never show up as Dark Moon Organization's leader on the surface.

Once she did, she might be targeted not only from the enemies but also from Fei Yang Kingdom.

No one wanted a person who was too powerful.

"She didn't need it, but you need it." Old Master Nan looked at his grandson and smiled faintly. "I'm old and couldn't manage everything on my own again. Even though this might slow down your progress to become a general, I want to hand it over to you because you're the only successor."

Nan Luo took a deep breath. He knew very well the weight of the words that his grandfather gave to him. Previously, he was still only helping out here and there, but it was clear that the entire power would be handed to him from now on.

Old Master Nan would only be left with his army and the rest was already in his hand.

Slowly, Nan Luo walked to the drawer and took out the exquisite jade token from inside. It was carved with beautiful engravings and there were the words Wu at the top and Nan at the bottom.

A five people organization.

That was the beginning of this organization that Old Master Nan made. But those who followed him were all much younger than him. Hou Liang, Hou Lin, and the others were only in their thirties or forties.

They would be able to follow Nan Luo long enough.

At least, enough for them to see him reach his peak and then selected the new one to replace them as time slowly passed towards the new generation.

He wanted to see it, but Old Master Nan didn't know how long he would be able to stay alive.

Hopefully, long enough to be the witness of history.

Nan Luo grasped the jade token and looked at his grandfather before he solemnly said, "I won't disappoint you, Grandpa."

Old Master Nan nodded. "Your words are enough."

Heaven had given him so many things and despite the arduous process, he felt thankful for his life.

And the two grandchildren who bore his surname and also the two other grandchildren from his lineage were all good children.