Yang Tian was in deep black robes that had been torn to shreds. His hair was disheveled and his entire body was covered in blood. He looked around.
The bloody robes waved lightly in the mountain breeze like a war flag.
Fresh blood flowed from the numerous wounds on the body. Just by standing there for a short while, Fang Yuan had already accumulated a large pool of blood beneath his feet.
Enemies surrounded him all around; there was already no way out.
It was a foregone conclusion that he would die here.
Yang Tian understood his situation clearly, but even in the face of death his expression did not change, it was calm.
His gaze was limpid, his eyes like deep pools of water in a well, so deep that there seemed to be no end.
They did not move; everyone was wary of Yang Tian final attack.
For six hours, this tense moment went on until the evening came, the sun casting its rays upon the side of the building. In that moment, it was as if the place was on fire.
Yang Tian, who had been silent as a sculpture the entire time, slowly turned his body.
The group of agent was suddenly alerted and they all took a big step backwards.
Looking at the setting sun, Yang Tian lightly laughed. "The sun sets above the blue building, the autumn moon with the wind of spring. The morning is fine like hair and night is like snow, whether you succeed or fail when you look back there's nothing left."
So many memories that were buried deep inside the heart begun to relive themselves, sprouting into life before his eyes.
"I failed in the end." Yang Tian sighed in his heart emotionally, yet there were no regrets.
This end result was something he had foreseen. When he made his decision in the beginning, he had prepared himself for this.
Since he became a spy he knew the ending wasn't good.
Yang Tian fought to the end and was still dying.
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