hot hearted

Wan Ming's smile was still frozen on his face when he was pierced by an arrow.The moment he fell down, the sound of the wind was still and everything was silent.He looked at Yan Jing's face close at hand, and thought to himself—how could I be so selfish and force you to get involved in this dispute.Yan Yan... Yan Jing, I am not worthy to be your master.For the rest of your life, don't meet me again.Master and apprentice, next year.[-]D short story, HE