My senior brother was both pitiful and broke.
His sect had been destroyed, his master captured, and his junior brothers and sisters were missing.
As for him, he carried a battered sword on his back and would go hungry for three days after every meal.
Even so, he still kept me by his side and bought me big steamed buns to eat.
“Once you remember your parents’ names, make sure you pay me back!”
“Mm-hmm!”
I prayed in secret that I must have been born into a wealthy family, so I could properly repay Senior Brother.
But before I could regain my memories, Senior Brother lost me again.
All he left behind was a bag of steamed buns and a letter.
[Dongze will execute my master at the Four Regions Assembly. I have to go save him.
[After I leave, eat the buns sparingly. You don’t have to pay me back anymore.]
I sobbed until my heart felt torn apart, clutching the letter as I chased after him.
But in my carelessness, I missed my footing, rolled down a hillside, and struck my head.
And then I remembered.
I was originally from Dongze.
And the Dongze Sect Leader who was going to execute Senior Brother’s master was none other than my father.
