Ah Wang gazed into the distance, where there were only layers upon layers of mountains. Everything from the past seemed so far away from this small mountain village, like a dream.
He often doubted whether he had really experienced those things in the past, whether he had met those people.
It was only when he saw the scars on his body that he dared to be sure, oh, it was all real.
Later, his mission failed, the Holy Empress discovered the ambush early on, and just before he was about to gain the honor of dying for his master by taking poison, she knocked the poison out of his hand and let him go.
"She actually let you go?"
Ah Wang nodded woodenly, having been taught since childhood to give everything, including his life, for his master, he still couldn't understand why someone would let a Death Warrior live.
