A Cold Wind Blows Across the Fields, and People Drift Away

This is another world, where demon beasts and fiend beasts occupy vast territories. Humanity is confined to a small corner. Towering walls surround the nation of Xia, and beneath its peaceful surface, countless undercurrents are churning.

A single thread reaches back to a grand scheme from thousands of years ago. Bodies buried beneath the water, puppets killing people... Whose thoughts and whose schemes are at play? Who is the mantis, and who is the oriole?

“What... am I in this game?” Liu Qingyue murmured in a daze.

Li Mo gave a bitter smile. “If I had the right to choose, I would rather you had never gotten involved in this game.”

True love? Conspiracy? Protection? Human nature?

“Love begins without warning, then grows deep and unending. Momo, no matter what happens, I'll always be behind you. Go ahead and do what you must.”

“Di Rong... In this life, I still failed you.”

This novel has a dark tone. If you don't like it, please don't flame the author.

This story has brains, brains, brains! The important things must be said three times!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.