When Ding San tumbled off the cliff, he was still faintly conscious. However, his injuries were so severe that he had no strength left in his body. Even as he fell into the valley, there was nothing he could do.
As he felt himself rolling closer and closer toward the bottom of the gorge, there wasn't the slightest fear in Ding San's heart. He wasn't afraid of death; he had already made peace with that long ago. What lingered in his heart was only bitterness, because he felt that he hadn't killed enough of his enemies.
As the distance to the valley floor shortened, rage roared in Ding San's soul. If the heavens could grant him just one more chance, he vowed to slaughter everyone who had ever harmed his family!
But was that even possible?
As the bottom of the gorge neared, Ding San felt his heart grow colder and colder. He knew there would be no second chances. All that awaited him was death!
