Quite contrary to what one might expect from a ferocious general who lost his King, Beussent never changed ever since he turned seventeen, always remaining composed and gangly. Even so, the man who knew he was from Heisina Tribe … Read more
Strictly speaking, there wasn’t much to report on the battlefield when it wasn’t a large-scale war to begin with. Baimu just demanded that a report on the situation in Nieyao and their ancestral state be made every hour. … Read more
Martial Paragon, Feng Xue, was provided with the small room adjacent to the royal palace’s horse stable to stay after the last meeting. The only sustenance he was provided was water and food for servants. Nobody treated … Read more
Su Xiao couldn’t find Shen Yiren anywhere and ended up doing a lap of the four-way intersection after asking people. Only then did it occur to him that she wasn’t the type to leave clues behind. … Read more
The reason Mount Daluo’s martial arts, save for a mental cultivation method their ancestors bequeathed, were in bits and pieces was due to practitioners of different disciplines coming together to form the sect. In addition, their … Read more
Xiacang people focused mainly on the exchange of goods for business, so their service industry, such as restaurants, bathhouses, entertainment centres, bands and so forth were significantly underdeveloped and scarce compared to the Central Plain. That … Read more
Prior to leaving, Ming Feizhen had the following conversation with Shen Yiren.
“Xia’er, how do I put it? She’s… a little special.”
“Special?” Shen Yiren stopped to think of a more specific adjective to no avail. … Read more
“My adjutant is missing?” Baimu dropped the bloody tiger in his hand.
Apart from his might in battle, Baimu’s lust for blood was part of what made him famous; the only language he understood was what … Read more
If you were to tell someone that the man, who was fiddling with his teacup filled with steaming brown tea, in the unadorned room was the man ruling the Nine Provinces, you’d be told to take your medication. … Read more
“Guya Baimu, the soldiers have assembled. We can depart anytime.”
Baimu didn’t rise from the log he sat on. Instead, he uncorked a punch at a big tree, collapsing it through the centre. “Where to, though?”
I wish I … Read more
