The sweat-stained note, trembled in the hand of the man on his way to the meeting, his heart heavy with anxiet…
The sweat-stained note, trembled in the hand of the man on his way to the meeting, his heart heavy with anxiety.
He kept telling his daughter to wait a little longer.
Wait until Father's name echoes through the jianghu; then I'll return for you.
Wait until Father persuades the Shaolin abbot to ease your pain, so it no longer aches.
Wait until Father rises to high office; then everyone in the jianghu will... will what again?
He had forgotten.
When he received his daughter's harsh note, he was just being chastised by his superior for missing a banquet.
So he came, to ask her.