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After the Battle of Zezhou, the old general could no longer grip his blade. With both hands, he offered up the…

After the Battle of Zezhou, the old general could no longer grip his blade. With both hands, he offered up the sword he had cherished all his life, and left its fate to others. But as the cup emptied and the bow was discarded, fate once again revealed its fickle cruelty. Shi Shouxin, who saw it all unfold, made his choice. He offered the sword to the Martial Temple beneath the earth, then rose to his feet and stepped alone into the shadowed hidden passage. The past could no longer be reclaimed, but the future still needs a guardian. To protect those behind him, this is the only path left.

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