A month before Xueyu proposed Laike come to the Tian family complex, Jiling posed the young disciple a riddle at the tail end of prayers: “Laike,” she said. “Orphan of the deluge, my castaway child of the endless sword, tell me: if you stand at the epicenter of a flood spirit’s anguish, how do you […]
004. three wishes
Yuhui stood next to the door of the Tian family’s grand sitting room, deferential to the guests he allowed to pass him—the lady of the mountain and her master of swords, his brother and the two young girls, the alluring boy in black followed by the Tian clan’s youngest child, his sister. When Miyan was […]
003. anything can happen
Fanxing city, separated from the hollow mountain that lurked distant in its periphery by a long shadow over the landscape, was just beginning to stir to life in the swell of morning. The Tian clan’s manor functioned as the sprawling heart of that land over which they ruled, perfectly sectioned between matters public and private. […]