C370 Suicide by Falling off a Cliff

"Whooosh."

Rocks rolled down, and potholes covered the ground. Arthur Lui and Master Fuyong, who had been exchanging blows for almost an hour, had already started fighting and chasing each other all the way from the sect.

This was the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain. A hundred-year-old pine hung low here, its leaves withered and turning yellow