Rebirth of a Star General

Rebirth of a Star General: Chapter 53

LET’S HEAR HIM CALL ‘BOSS’

Translator: Sylph
Editor: Emme

In the arena, He Yan had slowly set up her bow.

The person being blindfolded, couldn’t see the prey. Hence, they had to rely on their hearing skills to locate the prey. 

And there’s nothing better than the power of a blind man to hear anything in the world.

During her time as a blind person, she was decadent. How could a blind person be one of the most outstanding people if he walked into this world with a lot of inconveniences and couldn’t even take care of himself? She had always worked hard, as she had mediocre aptitude so she had to make up for it with diligence, but that day was catastrophic, and all her efforts were taken back in an instant. Even the “mediocre” qualifications became a delusion and turned to ashes.

She remembered the time when she was not reconciled to despair and someone had told her, “If you truly want to be strong, there is no harm in being blind. Even if you are blind, you can be the most different one among the blind.”

It really wasn’t a very good consolation, but it was magically taken to her heart. She fumbled with the practice by not having to use her eyes to do things. However, she often thought about this phrase “to be the most different one among the blind”.

She didn’t know if she was the “most” different one, but she was different from other blind people. She could take care of herself and even others, practice sword fighting and roll dice behind her servants’ back, and also be naughty, hiding a child’s slingshot and shooting birds in secret.

Her life as a blind person, compared to other blind people, wasn’t too bad.

Since she could do what she was able to do when she was blind, there was no need to mention it in the present. She was merely for the time being, returning to that time in the past.

The sound of the gong in the forest stirred up countless birds, and the silhouettes of birds were reflected in the sky. The young man smiled with his eyes covered, set up his bow, and shot an arrow that followed the bird’s trail and flew straight up to the clouds!

A bird chirped and was hit by an arrow, falling sharply. The green feathered arrow reflected the yellow cloth between the youth’s eyes, which was bright and colorful.

He Yan reached out, removing the blindfold. She didn’t even take a second glance at the arrow on the ground, as if she had already expected to hit her prey. Handing the cloth to Wang Ba, while smiling she said, “It’s your turn.”

The surroundings were silent, and Wang Ba did not reach out to receive the ribbon she handed over.

He Yan remained motionless for a long while AND Wang Ba slumped down. He didn’t look at He Yan, he just whispered, “No, I won’t, you’re amazing, I’m not as good as you.”

The words reflected his half anger, half sincere conviction. He was angry that he had lost to He Yan and lost face, but he was sincerely convinced that He Yan knew blindfolded archery, which he really didn’t know how to do. Even if he had started to practice he would not necessarily be better than He Yan in the future.

People had to admit their own shortcomings.

The new recruits finally came back to their senses, but they didn’t cluster and cheer. At first, a voice wailed, “My dry bread, my dry bread lost! How miserable!”

Another voice said, “I’m even worse, I had ten on credit and they’re all gone!”

Immediately afterward, there were wailing voices one after another, and it was as if the great Liang Zhou hadn’t won the dry bread by casting He Yan into the gambling game. Even though they had the support of Mak and the other three dry cakes, the win or loss was in vain.

But at this moment, a joyful voice rang out, “Ah! I won! I voted for ten pieces of jerky, haha. I told you that I, Cheng LiSu, have always had a good eye for people!”

He Yan was about to leave and was stunned at the news, looking back at Cheng Lisu, she was not expecting that the one who threw in ten pieces of jerky was actually Cheng Lisu. But on second thought, if it wasn’t Cheng Lisu, who else in Liang zhou would be so generous? Xiao Jue? It was strange that Xiao Jue would participate in such a bet.

Cheng Lisu ran to He Yan’s side in a flash, looking at He Yan with bright eyes, “Well, brother He Yan, thanks to you, I finally won a round. You don’t know, I’m not good at anything in the capital, I’m neither good at literature, nor at martial arts, I even go to the casino but I only lose money, I’ve never won once. Today is still my first win, Brother He Yan, I definitely have to be your brother. today is our day of worship, I will buy you a drink!”

 “Ahem,” Liang Ping put a finger between his lips and said, “No alcohol is allowed in the camp.”

“Then I’ll buy you tea!” Cheng Lisu held He Yan’s hand, looking at He Yan as if he was looking at his long-lost relative, revealing a genuine closeness.

“That’s not necessary.” He Yan pulled her hand out and shoved the hairband into his hand, “I almost forgot about this. Thank you for the hairband, Master Cheng.”

“Between you and me, there’s no need to say thank you.” Cheng Lisu smiled, he then remembered something AND suddenly turned his head and spoke to Wang Ba, “Hey, you , have you forgotten something?”

“What?” He Yan was puzzled.

“Did you forget your bet?” Cheng Lisu hurriedly replied to He Yan, “You made a bet with him. If you lose, you will go to become a guerilla soldier, and if he loses he has to call you Boss. Now that he’s lost, he has to fulfill his bet!”

Wang Ba’s entire body stiffened.

The people around him all started laughing, and Liang Ping turned his back, as it wasn’t his place to participate after this. Mak and Hong Shan leaned together to watch the fun and He Yan raised her eyebrows and looked at Wang Ba.

Wang Ba stepped in front of He Yan. He was much taller than her, and she looked excessively skinny in front of him. His face was red, and even the old scar on his face was now bright red as if it was dripping blood.

He Yan noticed his clenched fists and sighed silently in his heart. Asking him to call her a boss might be even more embarrassing than killing this man. He Yan was about to say to forget it, but Wang Ba was already speaking in a low voice, “…Boss.”

He Yan, “…”

She raised her eyes to Wang Ba, but Wang Ba thought she was about to get trouble for him and said, in an annoyed tone, “I already called! It’s up to you if you didn’t hear me, I’m not going to say it again!”

“I heard that.” He Yan laughed, “I’m just surprised that you actually said.”

“A real man’s words are as heavy as nine tripods [1]s, I’m a man of my word!” Wang Ba snorted coldly, “You’re lucky this time, don’t mess with me in the future…!” After saying this, he seemed to feel very ashamed. Unwilling to stay there he turned around to leave in a hurry.

He Yan pondered for a moment and secretly said, “This Wang Ba, indeed, is violent and is also quite capable of bending.

“Brother He Yan, look at you, you’re amazing!” Cheng Lisu posted up again, “To celebrate, let’s go, I’ll buy you a cup of tea!”

He Yan was pulled away by the happy teenager before he could refuse.

….

“Master Cheng has left with He Yan.” In the loft, Shen Han asked, “General, should we go and chase him back?”

“No need,” said Xiao Jue. After watching the contest he seemed to be tired, so he turned and walked out. Shen Han hurriedly followed, thought of something, and looked at Xiao Jue again, calculating silently in his heart.

The General said that the untamed one was He Yan, he didn’t believe it at first, but now it seemed that it was true. Regardless of He Yan’s appearance, who was so skinny and small, he could get a bandit leader to call him boss. Wasn’t such a kid difficult to deal with? If this continued, he would be able to worship with the general.

However, when Shen Han glanced at Xiao Jue’s cold face, the general didn’t seem to think much of this kid either.

[1] Every word carries weight

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