Director Jiang’s Marksmanship
Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation
"I have a very strange feeling toward you. I have no education and have never read a book. I can't describe that feeling." Ah Zhu even raised his hand and scratched the back of his head as if he was trying his best to imagine what that feeling was like. After a long while, he still could not find any words to describe it.
"What's even stranger is that you've been lying to me from the beginning, but I'm still not willing to kill you." Ah Zhu's laughter was accompanied by the chirping of insects, frogs, and birds by the side of the field. The cold wind was blowing, and the moonlight shone on the empty entrance of the village. It shone on his body and stretched his shadow on the ground.
The wind blew his words into the ears of the person opposite him, word by word.
"I don't want to kill you, but I don't want to die in your hands, and I don't want to die in the hands of a soldier either. So after thinking about it, it's better for me to die with my own hands! "