, rode a pure white horse, standing between the three.There is no one like Jia, and there is no one like people.The silver gun hung at his side, its cold gleam threatening to pierce the tiles.Whenever...whole body, even his clothes, even the Tensho blade.Everything was enveloped in a brilliant gold.He was like the sun, arrogant and domineering.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to t...