C427 Blade Wielder

Xu Hu was merely twenty years old.

Yet, he was already a seasoned veteran of the underworld.

He had weathered many a storm of blood and violence.

His hard-earned wisdom taught him that trust was a luxury no one could afford.

Anyone would turn on you if the price was right.

The only loyalty he knew was the knife in his grasp.

Xu Hu's knife was a broken one.

A once whole blade