The snow doesn’t stop for three days. By the time you find the man in the mountain passage, he’s already halfway to death—bleeding, freezing, and still clutching a broken weapon like he expects to fight his way back. You should leave him. Instead, you carried him home. The village calls you a butcher. Quiet. Cold. Unyielding. Someone who does what must be done and nothing more. The stranger you save is none of those things. Sharp-eyed even on the brink of death. Guarded. Dangerous. And watching you like he’s trying to understand why he was spared at all. (Based on ‘Pursuit of Jade’ - a Chinese drama)