Things finally happened, nothing could be saved outside the yard, footsteps and noises coming from the yard. I stood there, my mind was blank, my hands couldn't control my trembling slightly, and my body was running all the way. At this time, my body felt hot and uncomfortable, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from my forehead, some flowed into my eyes, and then slid across my cheeks and flowed into the corner of my mouth. The taste was bitter and salty, and I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears. There was nothing to do. I stared at the corpse on the ground, and this thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
The secret history of the martial arts world keeps the fragrance