Chapter 24 A Hero Without a Crowd
Author: Blue Princess
last update2026-04-17 00:51:17

The ride toward the festival grounds was a blur of shadows and speed. As they approached the outskirts of the great plaza, the smell of jasmine incense became so thick it was hard to breathe. Massive, towering pyres burned at the four corners of the arena, casting long, dancing flickers across the marble architecture. The crowd was a sea of chanting, cheering bodies, all focused on a single, white-stone dais in the center.

“Look at them,” Jian Chen whispered, reigning in his horse near a back
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