Chapter 2 · free to read
The morning after a butcher killed a god. Fenyang did not open for business.
Laid flat across the block, where he had put every tool he ever meant to stop using.
The Jade Gate did not send a hundred years of silence this time. It sent one blade, and it sent it fast.
It lit in his hand before he had decided to lift it.
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