Battle Royale of the Sinners

Chapter 471 - Sima Lang, the Mediator

Guan Yu managed to find his former wife in the other world, but he suffered from a shocking discovery.

She already married a commoner in the city, and they already had several children together, living a peaceful, happy life.

Heartbroken, Guan Yu clenched his chest and gritted his teeth. He walked away from the family and walked straight to a tavern for a drink.

Surprisingly, Guan Yu’s drinking habit stopped him from drinking alcohol. He ordered several jars of tea instead of wine, which was odd for someone who came to a tavern for food and liquor.

The tall scholar did nothing but drinking all day without causing trouble to the locals. Still, everyone was wary of him because of his tall and muscular statue.

Sima Lang’s soul found Guan Yu later when the latter was drinking quietly by himself.

Guan Yu also detected Sima Fang’s soul spying on him, but he ignored it, continuing drinking tea as if they were wine.

It was weird to the locals and Sima Lang. They could tell that Guan Yu wanted to get drunk, but he drank tea instead of wine, which was absurd.

’Does he have a screw loose? If I remember correctly, he was a valiant general, but he was too prideful in the other life. How come he is acting like a fool here?’

Curious by the action of Guan Yu, Sima Lang decided to take risks. He unsummoned his soul back into his body and visited Guan Yu with his real body.

The governor barged into the tavern and stood by Guan Yu’s side, cupping his fist and greeted him.

"Greetings, great angel. Mind if I join your table?"

Guan Yu slightly nodded, but his eyes and attention were still somewhere else.

Sima Lang sat on the seat across Guan Yu’s table and ordered another sea of tea. When he looked at Guan Yu’s face, he saw sadness and reluctance.

"You’ll feel better if you have someone to talk to. Do you want to tell me what bothers you?"

Guan Yu took a deep breath as he pulled himself back from his daydreaming. He looked back at the young man’s eyes without releasing his killing intent.

His stance was neutral. He did not want to harm Sima Lang, nor did he want to befriend him.

"Have you regained your previous life’s memory, young man?"

Guan Yu knew that Sima Lang was a weak angel, so he figured that this man should have the other life’s memory as well.

"Of course I do. Every cultivator gets their memory back."

"Have you ever compared which one is superior?"

"Always. Every past experience I have is a lesson for the future. I always recalled my mistakes in the other life, and I never repeated them."

Guan Yu chuckled, "Is that so? Have you ever found yourself in a predicament at all in both lives?"

Sima Lang gulped. Although both of his life experience was peaceful, it was full of obstacles, betrayal, and infighting among the officials, especially when he was serving Wei.

Fortunately, nobles could not hire mercenaries in Tong’s kingdom, and he was the only clan who had the authority. Therefore, his life was more comfortable here.

Sima Lang did not have to worry about any mini-civil war, revolt, triads, or death threats from his colleagues anymore.

He gave Guan Yu a wry smile, "Yes, and no. My previous life was somewhat treacherous since I have to be wary of my colleagues. This life is better."

"So, you are doing well."

"...Yes."

Guan Yu sighed.

"I envy you, young man," He did not hide the envious look in his eyes, "I may have the power, I may have the experience in the previous life, but I obtained it too late."

He told Sima Lang about his previous life how he fought so hard for Liu Bei, but they ended up dying in vain. The story included his personal life story about his wife and his children, whom Guan Yu could never see them again as his fate changed.

Unknowingly, he shed a manly tear as he wanted to see Guan Ping and other children again.

Sima Lang was astonished. Despite not being drunk, Guan Yu talked as if he had already emptied several jars of wine. Fortunately, he had not tasted one of those expensive whiskeys in the central shopping mall, or it might have been worse.

"You know, sir..." Sima Lang had an idea, "Since you can’t reunite with your wife, why don’t you move on and find another wife? If you have a son, you can name him Guan Ping or so."

The red-faced man shook his head, "But what about their souls? They won’t be born if their mother is not the same person!"

"Are you sure?"

"HELL! I’M SURE!!" Guan Yu slammed his fist on the table, destroying it as it broke in half.

Everyone in the tavern jolted and stood up in fright. They paid the tavern master and left the building in a hurry, afraid that a fight might break out.

Sima Lang scratched his cheek, thinking of a way to appease Guan Yu.

Then, he recalled that Tong had stolen many charming women from other Han officials, such as Du Shi, Cai Wenji, Xiao Qiao, Da Qiao, and Wang Yi. Yet, one of them named their daughter the same as how she named her son in the other life.

It was Wang Yi, who was supposed to be the wife of Zhao Ang.

Although Sima Lang was not close to Zhao Ang, they were once worked for the Wei Kingdom, so he remembered the name. Moreover, this matter related to Tong’s daily life, so the intelligence agents dug through the background of this concubine, including the intel in the other world, which came from Te Langpu and other cultivators from Tong’s forces.

Thus, Sima Lang obtained the family tree detail of Wang Yi in both worlds, and he discovered something funny.

In the other world, she had a son, called Zhao Ying.

In this life, she had a daughter, named Zhang Ying.

Both her children had the same name, [Ying], despite the gender, which baffled Sima Lang.

At first, he thought that it might be the work of fate, but Cai Wenji and Du Shi’s children did not have the same name as their other counterparts in another world.

Sima Lang had an idea. Even if the theory was flawed, he should be able to encourage this person.

"You know, one of his majesty’s consorts married someone else in the other life."

Guan Yu’s attention piqued as this topic related to Tong, whom the former treated as a worthy opponent and a threat.

Sima Fang continued, "In the other life, she had a son, called Zhao Ying. But in this world, she had a daughter."

"And what’s that has to do with this?"

"Hahaha! Do you know that his majesty always allowed his consorts to name their children?"

"What about it?"

"Do you know what’s funny? The consort named her daughter [Zhang Ying]."

"...?"

"Don’t you get it? The consort did not even have a cultivation technique, nor can she remember anything about the other world. Yet, she chose the same name for her child! In the other world, Zhao Ying, in this world, Zhang Ying!"

"!!!"

"I meant, look at you. You can still remember your son, right? Don’t you believe in fate? Who knows whether your son might reincarnate in this world again if you have a new son. If you give up now, you are giving up his entity altogether. You can start over."

Guan Yu’s eyes brightened as he regained hope. He stood up and cupped his fist and bowed to Sima Lang.

"THANK YOU FOR YOUR ADVICE, SIR!!"

Sima Lang stood up and accepted the gesture, "You’re welcome, sir cultivator."

Although he helped this suspicious stranger in his private matter, he did not dare to probe into his business in this city.

At this moment, Sima Lang wanted to slap himself that he should have reported this incident to Tong, and many other generals could fly here to help him right away. Yet, he risked his life here and talked to a potential enemy.

Guan Yu looking at Sima Lang’s wry smile, he laughed, "Since I owe you a favor, I shall return it right away. I’ll tell you what my brother is planning."

As a fair man, Guan Yu always repaid debts with 10 times the favor, even if the debtor were his enemy. He confessed everything that Liu Bei planned to do, including the assassination order.

Sima Lang’s jaw dropped from the shocking revelation. He took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat while his face turned into a sweating towel guy meme.

"T-Then, are you going to hunt for our officers or generals?"

Guan Yu revealed an awkward smile, "I’m afraid I have to, but I have another idea."

"What will be your suggestion?" Since Sima Lang could not fight against this person, he did not hesitate to compromise with Guan Yu.

"I wish to duel with his majesty and settle this conflict without harming our soldiers or people."