After sixty years, Su Chi could not see the unity of the world. After half a lifetime of wandering and half a lifetime of fighting, the peace in Yizhou that he promised to his soldiers never materialized. Tonight, he sat in the pavilion where he entered the customs for the first time: If he had gone to Yanzhou that time and he could have let her sit on this dark horse, he would not have come here again.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
