It would be more accurate to say that this was not my first meeting with Liu Fusheng. To be precise, the first time I met him was on the night more than a hundred members of my Min family were slaughtered to the last. That night, I watched with my own eyes as my parents died beneath Liu Fusheng's blade. I watched the Min family courtyard run red with blood. I wanted to rush out and die alongside them. (1) The first time I met Fusheng was on a rainy day. A fine drizzle settled on the faces of passersby, carrying a slight chill. I hugged the embroidery I had just finished and hurried along, eager to take it to the shop up ahead and trade it for money. This road...
