Night Without Borders Chapter 15
Chapter 15: The Gleam of Blades Amidst the Tempest This novel is translated and hosted on BCatranslation The wind howled like a chorus of lost souls, tearing through the trees on the mountainside and snapping branches as it surged higher and higher. Snow swirled up from the forest floor, mixing with fresh flakes falling from the pitch-black sky, turning the world into a vast sea of swirling white and dark shadows. The earth and sky seemed to merge into one endless, churning ocean of snow. Qin Ming moved through the storm like a ghost, a lone figure against the storm’s...