liunailiu"Who are you"
More than once,LiuDongcheng had asked Naidan.There so many fighters who've been recruited from all over the world,yet it is still rarely to see one that can beat an A-class fighter like him in his very first stage in purgatory,even though this one is more like a show than an actual fight.
Naidan's fighting style is as steady as his character,different with Liu himself--learn his skills all by self-taught,use several sects in the same time,depend himself to decide which one is better to put to good use,a fighter who focused on a same sect is always easier to show out their origin,even if a beginner or a layman can know that this hawk of ordos was taught by a good teacher.Yet no matter how many times did LiuDongcheng ask one specific question in how different ways at diverse situations,he failed to get any more informations about Naidan's past.
Or,in other respects,he had known so much about it.He knew about the half body-high grasslands in Inner Mongolia,he knew about the clean blue sky because of the intense ultraviolet rays in the plateau area,he knew about how nomads earn their own lives,those herds of livestock that young boy grazed before and the equally soft clouds and wool from sky and ground were also within his cognition.Although he knew all about these things,he still had no idea that what built Naidan as the person he is now,and where his skills from.All these parts that seem to relate to a theme were omitted by Naidan;he hadn't even talk a word about that.Even at once,LiuDongcheng had got really angry with it that he said he thought they shouldn't hold back this much to each other as partners,then he made concessions,said that he only wanted to know the reason why Naidan needed to keep the secret,he'd failed to figure out this mystery.Naidan Mönkhbat admitted him,yet he refused to let LiuDongcheng know anything more about one of his part.LiuDongcheng has tried his best to stand on the closest place to his hawk,he can see there's something in front of there,something shadowy,something important to Naidan,but he can't get any closer to find it out.
Naidan has a tatto that hardly to recognize normally,maybe It's the only way lead to his mysterious past,LiuDongcheng had seen it at some very personal moments,though he had only once ever asked about it.
"Stop wondering,Liu."It's the only answer he got:3 words and a expression.He slammed the door for it,and then never ever talked about a thing of Naidan's past when he came back.
They were still partners as usual,just like Naidan were never curious about his past,LiuDongcheng learnt to keep silence,to ignore things,and let bygones be bygones.

By now,he finally feels that he is about to reach the rest of the parts of Naidan,though he had never resisted it so much.The broadcast of purgatory can not 100% record fighters' conversations on stage,also his place between there is too far to hear them clearly.LiuDongcheng can knows that things are going in an irreversible direction,yet he doesn't know what to do,or what can do to save even the trivial point.
When the story goes on,finally the worry of Naidan lost because he kills turns into a panic about Naidan's own life.After that day,LiuDongcheng can't hold himself back to wonder what if there's no Lolon's dissuasion,there's no " It's Naidan's own fight.",what if he had stopped that absurd fight,how things will develop next.
All those memories become the blood flowing out from his body,which passing between his fingers, leaves nothing without some inaudible sound,then all the heats are plundered by air,turns it into cold ashes.

FINALLY HIS MEMORIES BECOME A CAGE, OUTSIDE THE CAGE,THE AZURE SKY IS DROPPING.