As night fell, everything was prepared, waiting only for the command. Wen Jiu downed a bowl of wine in one gulp.
"I—we will be waiting for your return," Xiao Jingbai said, his voice ringing out clearly.
Wen Jiu said nothing; she tightened her grip on the reins, nodded, and vanished into the dark of the night. She had not waited for the signal flare, despite her promise to Wen Jiu that she would not act rashly—a promise she had made with the utmost solemnity. Her disapproval had been met with a retort born of overwhelming hatred: "The Wo Nation was born to be strangled in its cradle by my hand."
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