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“Come on, you. Let’s get you ready for the butcher.” Oink? Sunzi looked imploringly at Rin. “Don’t look at me,” Rin said. “It’s the end of the road for you.” She couldn’t help but feel a stab of guilt; the longer she looked at Sunzi, the more she was reminded of its piglet form. She tore her eyes away from its dull, naive gaze and headed back up the mountain.
“What do you want to eat? I’ll cook you anything you want. I know the culinary styles of all twelve provinces. Except the Monkey Province. Too spicy. It’s not good for you. I also don’t do stinky tofu.
War doesn’t determine who’s right. War determines who remains.”
Keep swimming,
