C258 I Learned It Well

Atop the city wall at the eastern gate of the imperial capital, Stormwing Dugu Shang leaned on his longsword, gasping for breath. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and his face, unusually, betrayed signs of fatigue.

Behind him lay four lifeless bodies, his personal guards who had followed him onto the wall.

A short distance away stood Nangong Ling