It is spring, the thirty-second year of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
In the dense forest on the border of Shu Kingdom, a figure was running quickly among them.
As if a trick of fate, the originally clear sky turned into dark clouds. The softness of the spring rain disappeared at all, replaced by lightning, thunder, and heavy rain.
The figure stopped by the river, with a swaddling bag printed in the shape of flowing clouds tied in his arms. The man's long hair was wet and clinging to his cheeks. It looked particularly embarrassed and desolate.
In early spring, the temperature was already low, and with the thunderstorm approaching the river, the low temperature made the man's heart tremble. He looked down at the baby in his arms, and the baby's blue face made his heart tighten...
