The wind and snow are buried, and the subtle fragrance is submerged. The moon rises over the mountains, and the accumulated snow collapses. How can one complain that even if affection is as deep as the sea, it is all in vain...
Seven tokens, and now five have been recovered. As for the remaining two... Muyin lightly stroked the Seven Kills Order she had retrieved from a dead body, falling into deep thought. These seven tokens had stirred up the winds and clouds, staining themselves with the blood of countless people; they were truly ominous objects, yet so many people still flocked to them. Human nature was truly a fragile and easily distorted thing!
Muyin sighed and tossed the token in her hand away with a look of disgust.
Chapter 91