On my eighteenth birthday, my master gave me a fortune-telling and concluded that I would not live to be twenty. The only way to break it is to take that knife and go down the mountain to kill a woman.
I was born and raised in the mountains. On the day I left, the children in the village saw me off. I put the sword with the golden handle behind my back and bowed deeply to my master and my wife.
But I didn't know that from the moment I stepped into this city, a wanted order for me had been quietly launched...
