"That was the Thousand Mile Button?” Liu Wan'er looked at the umbrella, then asked in surprise, "Don't tell me that's the umbrella that not even Su Li could afford?"
The war between the humans and demons was exceptionally cruel. At the dividing line in the snowy plains, things like assassinations had never stopped. In order to obtain the final victory in this war of extermination, both sides were willing to commit all sorts of crimes. As long as there was a chance, they would pay any sort of price. To kill members of the opposite side was an opportunity to nurture young geniuses. This was the reason why Zhexiu, who had been such a young age and was still in the Meditation realm, obtained such a famous reputation in the continent. It was why his solitary self was able to exist in the most cruel and dangerous place.
