"You were ten that year, but you don't know what the traitor looked like? How about his age or features?"
Shang Chengle shook his head. "I don't know. In the firelight, I overheard two people talking. That's how I knew the traitor had colluded with the Flying Frost Pavilion to exterminate the Shang Family."
During that incident, he had hidden in a secret corner and watched, with his own two eyes, people from his tribe getting killed in front of him. Blood had spurted out everywhere, tainting his vision with red. Amidst the raging fire, he remembered seeing two figures rummaging through the chests and cupboards.
Eventually, they came to where he was hiding, and he saw two pairs of legs close up. If not for the burning beam that fell and obstructed their path, he would have been discovered and killed, losing his only chance to get revenge.
