As the butcher knife approached, Hua Yu felt a wave of powerlessness deep within. The howling wind roared like a myriad of ghosts, but Hua Yu was not afraid. The predominant feeling was a sense of regret.
Is this how it all ends? Is my life destined to conclude like this?
Countless images flashed through her mind. Born into a prestigious family like the Cai clan, her life seemed destined for extraordinary paths. From childhood schooling to being chosen at the age of eleven for training in the Flame Dragon Iron Brigade, followed by learning the ultimate skills from masters in the Tang Clan.
In her memory, aside from practicing tirelessly day and night, she spent countless nights alone in a simple wooden hut, listening to the pouring rain of the Sichuan and Shu region. Those silent nights, accompanied only by the sound of raindrops, seemed like yesterday.
