Kai Syaoran was fast but he was still not fast enough to dodge the sword through the heart.
He felt a piercing pain move through his body.
He saw the sword tip covered in blood and the silence of the hall made the entire experience more painful but all he felt was shame. Shame due to his weakness and stupidity.
He could not believe that he had let himself be pierced through the heart by some no-name disciple from the Scarlet Qi sect.
If he were a normal person, this would have been his end. He would have died and become one of the many fools whose bones are used as stepping stones for the geniuses of this world.
This was not a fate Kai Syaoran was willing to see for himself and this was the reason he had always tried to hold back his ferocious nature in consideration of his weakness.
Kai Syaoran had only one dream.
This dream was to obtain absolute freedom.
