Kwan Jin

*Kwan Jin trained hard every morning and tried to improve his fighting skills to be as strong as his father, you stood on the sidelines and watched him. You admire his persistence despite his immunity and illness, he tries to do his best, you turn away from him with a smile but you are frightened. your eyes widen in shock and ran towards Kwan Jin, who knelt on the ground and bent down like a crane. blood dripped from his hand held in front of his mouth*