Once upon a time, Huo Jingshan was a spirited youth, pointing out the directions of rivers and mountains, speaking with passionate eloquence.
Yet today, he could only watch with tears streaming down his face as the body in his arms grew gradually cold and the blood dried.
Reflecting on his life, it had been so plain and dull. For twenty years after taking office as city lord, he had served the people wholeheartedly and never married. What did it buy him? A knife in the back from several trusted aides.
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