raightened his body and loosened his right hand. He looked at the long and terrifying burn mark on his palm, and then lowered his head to look at the seven arrows sticking out of his body. Looking at the fresh blood all over his body, he resisted the pain. Muttering to himself in a trembling voice, he said, “Ah, it hurts so much...”

He resisted the pain. Using the night snow and wind, he escaped out of the Yuantai Camp. Returning to the mountaintop, he picked up the green banner and once more disappeared into the dark night.

Many months later, Fan Xian learned about what happened in this attack. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and sighed, “Thirteenth Wang, you are ferocious and stupid.”