Xie Xun's longsword swept through, slaying three men, blood dyed the snow and transformed into a trail of crimson water winding down the path. The young girl behind the door and the battered boy were both stunned at how swiftly and decisively Xie Xun had killed four members of the Kyoto Capital Guard.
Ordinary citizens had suffered oppression and harassment by the Kyoto Capital Guard for years, never once having anyone stand up for justice on their behalf. Two young women held each other tightly and broke into sobs.
Retracting his sword, Xie Xun clasped his fists in respect and said, "Ladies, it was my failure to discipline my subordinates that led to this harm. After the snow disaster ends, I swear I will ensure justice for you. Nuanyang, escort them to a safe place to take shelter from the rain."
"Understood!"
