"Son...don't...listen"
"Pratttt!" Pat-jiu Kai-ong could not continue his words that were about to warn the child
because the jugular vein in his neck had been punched by The Kwat Lin's sleeve.
The former Queen of Ice Island chuckled with a grin. "Pat-jiu Kai-ong, are you such a coward? Hiii di
Where is your valor as a grandfather? Take a good look and enjoy this child torment! Bu Ong, use that sword. First cut off both of his ears for your Twa-supek and Ji-supek!"
"Okay mom!" Bu Ong then stepped forward.
It turned out that the boy was already good at using a sword. Twice the sword flashed, slit both ears of Pat-jiu Kai-ong! You can imagine how painful, sore and painful the grandfather's body and heart felt. Her tears jumped out onto her cheeks!
"Ha-ha, Mother! Look, he's crying!" the child cheered and took the two earlobes. "He-he, like pig ears!"
Indeed Pat-jiu Kai-ong is crying! However, instead of crying because of the pain and pain because both of her ears were stumped, but the pain in her heart was even more intense seeing how her own child, whom she had missed for decades, was now cheering with joy at her suffering! He was not afraid of death, not afraid of pain, but seeing how he faced torture and death at the hands of his own son, was truly an inner pressure that he could barely bear.
"Keep going, Bu Ong. There are still ten of your Supek people whose heartache hasn't been avenged. Those ten fingers! Take it slow, one by one, kill them!"
Bu-ong began to carry out this terrible torture. This child seemed to have gone mad. Laughing, he cut off all the fingers of the grandfather's hand one by one and every time a finger was cut, he cheered with joy.
Indeed, ever since he could understand what was said, this child was filled with grudges by his mother, grudges against Pat-jiu Kai-ong. It was told how Pat-jiu Kai-ong had killed twelve of his suhengs and how the Beggar King tortured him and Bu Ong would have to take revenge on him later. So now the child doesn't feel sorry at all, even his heart is very satisfied to be able to torture the old man.
One can imagine how great the suffering of Pat-jiu Kai-ong was. But he did not regret his fate. He understands that he has also committed arbitrary acts against The Kwat Lin so that this retaliation is common. There was only one thing that brought tears to his eyes, namely seeing how he was being tortured and about to be killed by his own flesh and blood. He cried seeing his own flesh and blood, who was only ten years old, had become such a cruel little demon!
Now The Kwat Lin released the full-blooded stroke that paralyzed his henchmen. As soon as his accomplices could move, Pat-jiu Kai-ong jumped up and pounced on Bu Ong with both hands that were no longer fingered, which were covered in blood. His heart's intention was to just kill his child so that one day he wouldn't be turned into a little devil by a mother who hated him. However, a side kick by The Kwat Lin knocked him over again. The pain on both ends of his hands made the old man squirm.
"Stand back, Bu-ong. See now your mother will intervene. I will repay myself for what she did to me first!"
The Kwat Lin charged at his enemy with sword in hand. "Pat-jiu Kai-ong, do you remember that past incident? Just imagine, hi-hik. Imagine how enjoyable it was for you and how tormented and miserable it was for me. Now I am the one who enjoys it and you are the one who suffers. It's fair isn't it? So, accept this. .. this... this!"
The sword in The Kwat Lin's hand moved successively. The old man's body rolled, twitched because of the intense pain when the tip of the sword slashed all over his body, precisely.

wiping off the tips of all his toes, his nose, his chin. The swipe only hit the tip slightly, not endangering the safety of lives, but causing intense pain. The old man's whole body was now covered in blood, his face was covered with lines of pain.
"Hi-hik, how is it? Not enough? Well, feel this!"
The sword was moved again, now it was stabbing and its whole body was being pierced by the sword tip repeatedly. The tip of the sword only stabbed two inches so that it penetrated the flesh, but did not kill. More and more blood came out, the pain became more intense so that the old man's body convulsed as if he was dying.
"This is the last one!" The Kwat Lin said.
The tip of his sword slashed below the navel. The woman chuckled, laughing contentedly. Her beautiful face was very pale and she laughed as she looked up. "Suheng, especially Twa-suheng, look at your enemies. Are you guys satisfied?!" And he sobbed, then approached the body that twitched. "But I'm not satisfied yet! You must sleep in torment among the rotting corpses, for three days and three nights!"
The Kwat Lin looked at his son and said, "Mrs. Ong, you wait here a moment!"
The Kwat Lin's body flashed out of the room. Quickly he had come back dragging the corpses of the bodyguards, concubines and servants until the room was full of corpses which he threw around Pat-jiu Kai-ong's blood-bathed body.
“Now then, enjoy your dying for three days!”
The Kwat Lin then took his son's hand and asked him to leave the building. When the two of them arrived in the forest in front of the building, Swi Liang and Swi Nio greeted them with eyes full of hope.
"Where's Dad, Subo?" Swi Liang asked. "What about him?" Swi Nio also asked. "Your father is dead "
The two young people groaned and wept. Swi Liang clenched his fists and said, "That bastard Patjiu Kai-ong! I must avenge Father's death!"
"Subo, help us," said Swi Nio. "We must exact revenge!"
"Heh-heh, Suheng and Suci, calm your hearts. Pat-jiu Kai-ong has been avenged and is now dying among the piles of corpses, he-he-heh! Wow, I got a part of the party earlier. I was the one who clipped both of his ears and his ten fingers. What fun!"
Swi Liang and Swi Nio stared at this 'sute'. The child's words really made them feel scary. Indeed, hearing of their father's death which they were without a doubt sure had been perpetrated by Pat-jiu Kai-ong, they felt hurt and wanted revenge. However, according to the child's confession, what their daughter did was extraordinary. Mutilated both ears and ten fingers, and the act was considered so much fun and party, really made them shudder!
"Your enemy is waiting for the moment of death, please calm down and don't think about it anymore. Your father has died, and I will take you with me as my student. I am your father's substitute."
Swi Liang and Swi Nio fell down and knelt in front of their subo with tears in their eyes. "Thank you Subo," they said between their tears.
"Allow us to bury your father's body," said Swi Liang.

"No need. We wait here for three days, after which I will set the building on fire."
Even though they felt surprised and sorry for their father's corpse, the two people who already felt helped and hurt in return did not argue. They certainly did not know how their father's corpse was also thrown by The Kwat Lin near Pat-jiu Kai-ong's body to participate in torturing this big enemy!
Indeed, Pat-jiu Kai-ong was in great torment. When earlier his son had his fingers clipped, he saw his son's face changing into the faces of the many boys who were his victims. It was as if dozens, even hundreds of boys who were his victims ganged up on him, cursing and mocking him. Now, after his body was bathed in blood and the pain had penetrated to the bone, he was left among the corpses. Unfortunately for him, his trained body had such endurance that he did not faint from the pain. If only he could faint or die all at once, surely he wouldn't suffer that much.
The corpses began to emit a sickening smell on the second day. The smell of dried and rotting blood, coupled with pain all over his body, was still bothered by the image of the children who used to be his victims, making Pat-jiu Kai-ong cry in his heart. He deeply regretted his actions which resulted in him dying in such torment.
Three days later, The Kwat Lin appeared and the woman laughed to see that her great enemy was still not dead. Very happy heart. In the past, she was raped and toyed with among her suheng's corpses for three days and three nights, and now she can repay satisfactorily.
"Hi-hik, are you satisfied now?" he taunted. "Well, you're dead. Pat-jiu Kai-ong!"
His sword flashed and all parts of the body below the grandfather's navel were chopped to pieces by the sword in The Kwat Lin's hands. After feeling satisfied to see the corpse of his great enemy, then he made a fire and burned the building, then ran outside.
With tears streaming down their eyes, Swi Liang and Swi Nio looked at the flames burning the building, knowing that their father's corpse had also been burnt.
"Your father is perfect," said The Kwat Lin. "No need to cry anymore, come on, come with me. If you are diligent in studying knowledge, one day you will not experience people's humiliation again."
With heavy hearts but because they had no one else to look up to after their father died, the two young people were forced to follow The Kwat Lin with Han Bu Ong to leave Heng-san.