Feng Liang watched silently from his perch in the trees, his golden eyes glimmering in the dim light of the forest.
He had no desire to involve himself in the conflict below. This wasn't his fight. He was here only because of curiosity, watching events unfold as they had countless times before in the martial world.
"Killing or involving children is nothing new," Feng Liang mused to himself.
"It was the same in the old world. Children have always been pulled into the carnage of martial politics." He had seen it far too often, even in his previous life as the Eternal Sage.
Below, the battle raged on between Jin Wu, the man in gray armor, and the masked assassin dressed in black. The two warriors were evenly matched, and both fought with ferocity. Swords clashed, creating sparks in the fading light.
