C48 Night of Murder

Jian Ao's voice was very soft, but everyone in the Heavenly Sword City who wasn't a sword could hear him clearly.

Don't bully the poor youths! Perhaps it won't take long for us commoners to stand at a high place and look down on all of you. 30 years to the east, 30 years to the west, who can say for sure what happens in the future?

The identity of our birth has already been decided