"Speak! Where are the people hiding?"
The rough, cold scabbard pressed against his throat. The waiter immediately trembled so badly his legs nearly gave way, and stammered out everything he knew.
Before he had even finished speaking, a gust of a kick swept over. The waiter was sent straight beneath a table.
A Chun wiped the blood from her nose and cursed under her breath: "You treat me like a dog and trample on me.
I'll see how long you can keep barking, you dog!"
A poem says:
Silver lamps spill their light, red candles burn cold; how many watches of the night have passed beneath the immortal clock? Swords and blades know no mercy, yet laugh at those who do. Better to cross into the depths of spring in a dream.
The male lead is Shen Lian, with an original female lead. I've changed the setup, so she won't be a bitter, long-suffering woman. I hope this won't be too niche.
Theme: In troubled times, ordinary people struggle to survive, and ordinary people also strive to do what is right.
Baby, you are so awesome! It's true that when I was the same age as you, my writing style was not as good as yours. Your writing style is really super cute! Come on for the college entrance examination! (Talking nonsense at night and making no sense)
I like the writing style very much. I have saved it. I will update it when I come back.