Nightfall
The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."
The General's Hair Turned White Overnight after the War
Editor: Transn
The winter battle at the lake started with the storm of talismans, followed by arrows shot in the snow beside the lake. It then became the duel of overt and covert means; it was easy to escape the open spear thrust, but only Ning Que could escape from it; it was hard to avoid a covert sword, and Xia Hou failed to guard himself against it.
Xia Hou covered his abdomen as blood continuously flowed from his fingers. He felt the pain in his abdomen and the horrible sword style that kept invading his body. His unsightly expression was of deep agony.
Since it was not a knife nor a sword, he could easily guess that the sword style, like a river from the sky to the ground, seriously hurting him in an impossible way, naturally came from the Sage of the Sword, Liu Bai.