Chapter 274: The Legend of Sparrow

The crescent moon hung in the middle of the sky, casting its cold light upon a small town nestled amidst the mountains and forests on the edge of the Western Region. On the paper window of the inn’s second floor, there was the silhouette of a young man diligently writing at his desk.

Dressed in light white attire, Ye Anping sat at the desk in the wing, his face clouded with melancholy as he stared at the paper before him, which he had marked beyond recognition. A hint of helplessness flickered in his eyes.