Cloned: The Recreator Chronicles Page #5

Well, that's 15 years wasted.

You're right.

Who'd believe that story?

There's always me.

Prepare some poison.

Arm yourselves.

The oavalry is assembled.

Godfather's been thinking.

l'm worried.

l'm going with you.

You don't give me any oredit.

Kill!

Follow me!

Don't let him esoape! Grab him.

Halt!

Halt!

Godfather!

Help me!

Godfather!

Godfather, we've won!

l oongratulate you.

Let's go.

Bo'er was viotorious.

Dad, where's that medioine?

Godfather's wounded.

So you won.

The medioine!

Bo'er, l'm taking you away...

to live an ordinary life.

The medioine!

Godfather's dying!

Put that down.

Give it to me.

Let go.

Give it to me.

Let go.

You want to save him. You...

Let go!

lt's time for all this to end.

Refuse me this...

and l'll die with him.

-The a Dissolve it in warm water.

-The a All right.

Godfather, hold on.

l've got the medioine.

I've found him!

Bo'er.

Bo'er!

Godfather,

you're shouting.

l oan hear from your voioe...

You're better.

lt happened as soon as l took that pill.

While resting these few days...

l thought everything through.

As for you...

l suspeot you're not really

your dad's son.

Then who am l?

The ohild of Zhao.

l believe he let his own son

die in your plaoe.

Call your dad here.

l want to thank him properly.

Han Jue said your son died in my plaoe.

Can you prove you had a son?

Easily.

This was his room.

So who am l, really?

l told you -The a the orphan of Zhao.

My own son was killed by Tu'an Gu.

Why'd you let me have the medioine?

You're a loser.

You always have been!

Don't talk to your dad like that!

You're not my dad.

How oan you say that?

You're my son.

My name is Cheng Ying.

This is Cheng Bo.

Sir, pIease accept us...

into your retinue.

To serve and foIIow...

to the end of time.

Dad, tell him who l am!

l advise you not to fight.

lt's no use.

You oan go as far away as you like.

But first, l need to ask...

Who'd you get to shoot

this poison arrow?

Han Jue.

For 15 years,

we've been plotting your murder.

He helped me smuggle the boy

out to safety.

So l was right to slash him.

But why'd he do that?

We were both there

when Lady Zhuangji died.

She begged us to save her ohild.

oh. lt was an aot of oonsoienoe.

lf it were me...

maybe l'd do the same.

Han Jue never had the ohanoe to kill me.

But you oould easily...

have slipped poison in my medioine.

Why wait 15 years?

l made a vow...

to raise the ohild first.

I'II take him to Tu'an Gu...

and reveaI his identity...

and my own.

l see why you saved me now.

You didn't want me to die.

You wanted to make me a laughingstook.

-The a To live a life worse than death.

-The a No.

l saved you beoause Bo'er

wanted to repay you.

Cheng Ying,

when l killed that ohild...

you and your wife oould've told me

he was yours.

What did Gongsun do to persuade you

to saorifioe your own ohild for him?

His death...

oonvinoed you that he was

the Zhao ohild.

l had my doubts.

only when you gave him to me

did l believe...

he was the Zhao ohild.

You trioked me.

No, you trioked me.

A man who would betray

his own ohild...

soares me.

our boy was not going to survive anyway.

We oouldn't drag another into the mess.

lf he knew...

how many lives he saved...

he wouldn't blame us.

Cheng Ying.

What right did you have to deoide

if your son should live or die?

What right too...

to have the Zhao boy avenge you?

Could he kill me?

And would he?

From the day you brought him here,

you were defeated.

That's all. You may go.

There's one thing left!

He hasn't avenged his son yet.

Take up your sword.

Piok it up!

l've let you of twioe now.

Careful.

Bo'er, we oan't defeat him!

The sword and armor that l gave you -The a

give it baok.

l don't want anything of yours...

exoept your life!

l must avenge my father!

Fine.

lt's me you should kill.

You think l won't?

lt's just not your turn yet.

You don't yet know the meaning

of a life worse than death.

Move!

Let me look at you.

Bo'er,

let this be the end of it.

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