At this moment, on a cliff’s edge of Mount Shaoshi, a man was desperately scrambling up the precipitous rock face. His mouth was clenched tightly around a bundle of fabric—to be precise, a kasaya. His hands were covered in bloody, mangled gashes, yet his eyes burned with unwavering determination and defiance.
If Yue Lingshan were present, her heart would surely shatter. For the man before her was none other than her "Little Lin"—Lin Pingzhi. At this moment, his form swayed precariously in the wind, as if he might plummet into the endless abyss at any second. Yet, his resolve was as unyielding as steel.
Every step of the climb was accompanied by agony beyond words. But he paid it no mind; in his heart, there were only two steadfast goals: to survive, and to master the Evil-Warding Sword Technique to restore the former glory of the Fuwei Guard Agency.
Chapter 168