In her spare time, Su Xiaowan would think about Han Dongchen, wondering if he had returned and how he was doing now.
At this moment, Han Dongchen was hunkering down under the bright moonlight, hoping to catch a big fish this time to finish his mission. He wondered what that little girl was doing back home and whether she missed him.
The nights in the mountains were cool, dew clung to his hair and face. Gusts of wind rustled the bushes, but he lay motionless, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on what lay ahead.
Several other warriors were lying in wait close to Han Dongchen.
"These damned guys, it's about time they showed up," one of the warriors muttered under his breath.
"Yes, we've been lying in wait here for a whole day and night. My legs have gone numb. When these bastards fall into my hands, I'll make them pay."
