The first light of day was just beginning to creep over the jagged peaks of Mangshan Mountain as Mei made her return to the caves.
She had spent the entire night on patrol, checking the perimeter to ensure no government troops had found the new hideout's location.
Her father's hard training had long ago instilled the practice of vigilance as the only means of survival in these mountainous regions.
Although Mei was only nineteen, she was quite an impressive-looking woman, being tall enough to almost rival the height of most of the young men in her circle.
Her physique was lean and muscular from years of mountain survival training, honed in combat skills from a young age by her adopted father until his passing.
Her long, jet-black hair was braided back from her face, reaching down to her waist. This highlighted a very strong but also a fragile-looking woman.
