C381 Night Swamp

Regardless of appearance or age, execute on the spot—no time for nonsense.

Yet, Han Xuan found himself hesitating, for the boy before him bore an uncanny resemblance to the son he had always envisioned in his heart. The likeness was striking...

Without a word, Han Xuan watched as the boy crouched down, set aside his long knife, and gathered a clump of blood-stained snow in his hands. Licking it