The sound of the waves could be heard lapping around the shores. The sound of the birds. The smell of the ocean.
In a cave, a young man, with messy hair and droplets of blood on his clothes, staining his expensive attire, but the normally fussy man did not complained about such things as he heaved a breath of relief considering today events.
To hear the sound of the waves, to smell the ocean again, to feel the wind blowing against his face, who would have thought such thing could be missed?
He is alive. Tang Jiexiu is alive! He said it inwardly.
Once again, luck is on his side. Who would have thought, even now, Xiyun keep saving him? Once he returns back to Ming he needs to repay her…again.
Tang Jiexiu is leaning on the cave walls while rubbing some ointment on his back. A few sounds of muffled aching could be heard inside the cave.
He looked at the direction and sees five of his men also rubbing the same ointment.