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The Poison Beneath
Author: Lukas Hagen
last update2025-06-12 21:26:08

The foothills south of the Yulan Mountains were steeped in mist and superstition. Few dared to travel these winding paths, where trees whispered and shadows moved without light.

But Jin Longwei moved without hesitation.

Behind him, Mei, Bai Shuye, Liang Fei, Yan Rui, and Tu Shen made up the strike team—each handpicked for their ability to move silent and strike faster. They wore cloaks of dull gray, their armor wrapped in silencing talismans. Even their breath seemed muffled beneath the thick air.

Their target: a Crimson Hand relay fortress built into the side of Mount Heng, once a monastic sanctuary.

Now it was a blight.

> “They repurposed the old sanctuary bells into signal horns,” Fei whispered, peering through her spyglass. “Two guards per tower. Three patrols on a cycle. They’ve tripled security since the last skirmish.”

Tu Shen grunted. “Means we hit a nerve last time.”

Jin nodded. “Good. Let them bleed.”

Shuye frowned. “We're not just striking, are we?”

“No,” Jin said.
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