Righteous Cause

"Bang!"

After the gunshot, the silver wire wrapped around her arm suddenly lost its strength, and her blood seemed to drift into the snowy wind, turning into tiny beads of blood-snow falling onto her face.

Everything came to an end as the body of the mercenary—whose nationality was unknown—thudded to the ground, and Ye Jian finished the lone combat.

The smell of blood's metallic tang was stronger than before. Ye Jian gently closed her eyes and took a deep, forceful breath.

Only when she rested did she feel the searing pain on her back, where she had been thrown to the ground, scraping harshly over sharp stones, likely wounding her flesh.

She breathed deeply, exhaling long breaths, as if expelling all the metallic taste that had floated into her chest.