C558 Reversal

The horizon darkened ominously as storm clouds amassed, threatening rain. A fierce wind whipped through, billowing cloaks and garments. Zhao Xiaoqi offered a sly smile, casually wiping away the blood from his mouth's corner before rising to his feet under the watchful gaze of the crowd.

Though blood-soaked, his eyes blazed with an unyielding intensity. "I've said it before; I won't be defeated