Killing and Politics (Part 4)

Zhao Shu and Jian woke up a few hours after Uma had left. Jian himself found it pretty funny that she would let them here, but then again they had had a really good sleep. 

Surprisingly enough, the odd noises ressembling screams of anguish hadn't been a problem to them. They slept like babies and woke up full of energy. They got ready to leave after grabbing their weapons and taking care of their martial spirits who had fallen asleep too.

Jian turned around and watched as Zhao Shu jumped in the river. He got out a second after, groaning as the cold water ran through his body.

" Feels good !" He yelled while extending his arms. Jian chuckled at him before doing the same. He had to admit, some cold water was exactly what he needed at the moment. 

"Hey weakling." Zhao Shu said as he sat on the bridge. Jian looked at him while sitting on the grass.