Bestial Blade

Chang An was awakened by the sound of crying. At this time, the tent was very quiet, for all the people had left.

The sound of the saber slicing into flesh and bone was distinctly heard by Qingliang. Gone numb from the winter, he couldn’t resist the smell of blood that went up his nose.

Hua Yi had been out on patrol, so he soon arrived. As he swept his eyes down, he was silent for a moment.

To Chang An, words spoken were like spilt water. In his whole life, he had never gone back on his words, except for that one time he killed that bastard carpenter

The old merchant stayed in the tribe for more than three months, until the wild sprouts of wheat matured.

Chang An was very happy to have a new place of his own. Even though he wasn’t picky about food and clothing, he was fed up with the cold and damp cave