When a young deer fords the stream, birds fly through the forest.,"Never would I have thought that Zuo Guanglie, like myself, would die in such a desolate backwater..." The man in the flame robe shifted his gaze, taking in his surroundings. With a hint of bewilderment, he asked, "What is this place called",With the Left Light and Right Fierce as the center, a hundred-zhang expanse of sky was enveloped in red, and the torrential arrows were all rendered useless.。