Wei Zhuang's name was quite well known too.
Raised in a military camp, he had slaughtered countless men and the first thirty years of his life had been spent with swords and horses. He had been living a soldier's life. Under normal circumstances, he would one day die on the battlefield, just as his former comrades had, and be buried under deserted grounds. If the rain washed him up a thousand years later, he would only be an unrecognizable pile of dried bones.
But sometimes, humans knew how to turn their fate around.
Wei Zhuang's fate was changed on a gruesome battlefield. His original pet beast died and the situation back then wasn't in his favor. He and his army probably couldn't last until nightfall.
It was at that moment, Wei Zhuang and his team found an underground tomb.