i Qijie reluctantly softened his tone: “In Qin, in Jing, even in our neighboring Yong! Could they do such a thing They sacrificed an entire town! Thousands of lives, countless generations whose souls...n he spoke, he made no effort to avoid the bolt that stood guard at the door. The bolt, in turn, nodded and bowed as he departed, seeming to have long since accustomed itself to this sense of identity...