A system announcement rang across the sky of Soaring Flame Desert. In the end, the territory had fallen into Tear Stain and Throne of the Wild’s hands. The map would be refreshed in ten minutes, and anyone who was still here after the time would be teleported away by force.

Candlelight Shadow stood absent-mindedly with his hands resting on his pommel. A gust of autumn wind tickled the hair in front of his forehead and painted a rather forlorn picture of the man.

……

I walked up to the man and said quietly, "You made this choice, so the consequences are yours to bear. Understand, Fang Zhuo?"

Candlelight Shadow growled out, "I… I know. I don’t need you to remind me!"

"Good!"

I turned around and said to the players of Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls, "This is the end of today’s fight. Feel free to return to your cities, log out and catch some rest, everyone! Of course, it’s back to the grind after that!"

However, not long after I left Candlelight Shadow’s side, Amber Pupil walked up to the man and shouted angrily, "What the fuck were you doing, Fang Zhuo? That was as free as it gets, and you let Tear Stain get away with everything? Even if she was your woman, how...