The Blind Bounty Hunter: From Fishing to Slashing Through a Chaotic Age

A pair of bone-shifting hands, a Wind-Listening Saber, and a single Loulan-Slaying Strike.

He looks down on everyone, yet holds to justice in his heart.

“Blind man, where are you going?”

“The northern desert.”

“What for?”

“To demand justice!”

“Who was it, exactly, that awakened this demon?”