Yan Jinlan was a heaven-blessed prodigy from the moment he was born. But success attracts envy: the Yan family was wiped out overnight, and its only son vanished without a trace.
“Have you heard about the Yan family?”
“They were wiped out. That was decades ago. What’s there to talk about?”
“No, I mean the Yan family has been haunted these past few days. Lots of people say Yan Jinlan didn’t die, that he’s back.”
The other man didn’t believe it. How could that be? No one had heard a thing about him for decades. Why would he suddenly show up now?
When Xie Yuanzhou, the Sword Venerable of the Cloudhide Sect, heard the news, he hurried to Cloud City. He didn’t find the person he had hoped to see, but instead found someone left with only a remnant of life.
He wanted to give a gift to someone as cold as ice: every light in every home, offered up to him.
Yan Jinlan: a pampered, extravagant young master (bottom) and Xie Yuanzhou: cold on the outside, warm and gentle within (top)
