(Alternate History + Wuxia + No System + No Mindless Protagonist + No Harem + Not a Power Fantasy)
Gusu City, a night of torrential rain.
The young Chen Xian charges alone into the Prefect's residence, a rusty sword in hand!
Where his blade points, the blood of a hundred armored soldiers of the Qianhe Army stains the long green-stone street red.
He remembers how the torches lit his sister's terrified face that night. He remembers the last words his Third Uncle never got to say when a spear pierced his shoulder blades. And he remembers his enemy standing on the steps, white-haired as a demon, smiling as Chen Xian fell into an inescapable trap.
Only after his rusty sword has drunk its fill of his enemies' blood does he learn that he, too, is a pawn in the game!
This is a fated showdown that began on the night his family was slaughtered!
When four fugitives steer a lone boat into the mists of Taihu Lake, what they tear open with their own hands
will be the most painful old scar of this dynasty!
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