A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
On Jing Ge's spear was Qin Heng's bloody and dripping body. Jing Ge's chest was flooded with the joy of revenge. He gave a shout while surrounded by tens of thousands of soldiers. He had finally avenged his family. After hiding in the darkness for so many years, he had finally avenged them.
Outside Jiaozhou, he had, for the first time, told Fan Xian about his past. Half a year later, Fan Xian had gently promised that he would give him a chance for revenge. Jing Ge didn't know what power Sir Fan junior had to help him achieve his desire, but his wish had finally become reality.
Boundless joy and murderous intent made Jing Ge laugh. The wretched wound between his ears split open like a clown's mouth. It opened larger than usual and looked unusually horrifying. It was also unusually mournful as tears slid down his face like rain.