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Death Scripture

Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally murdered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into slavery. As a slave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a slave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person. This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

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翻訳者: Henyee Translations 編集者: Henyee Translations

Rather than the scimitar in his hand, Azheba much preferred to use a bow. He had a strange supposition that a saber might hurt him while a bow and arrow would not.

He still remembered how excited he was to receive his first little bow at the age of five. He didn't let go of it even when he ate or slept. In just three days, the tents were riddled with arrow-holes. He destroyed his mother's favorite clothes and the servants covered their butts while telling on him. But his father only laughed, took him in his arms, and proclaimed, "This is my son, the marksman of the prairie!"

Remembering the scene in the past, a faint smile appeared on his face. When he grew up, he had become a marksman. Unfortunately, ever since he had left his family and come to the Royal Court, the title had been worthless.

When he noticed that Liman was staring at him quizzically, Azheba put away his smile and whispered, "Nothing. I'm just being absent-minded."