The Lotus Mountain Sword Manual

Lu Qingfeng carefully cradled the swaddled baby, his brows tightly furrowed as if he were pondering something important. The baby lay quietly in his arms, wrapped in the finest Shu brocade, embroidered with exquisite, incredibly intricate patterns. In one corner of the swaddling cloth, the character Lu stood out in bold stitching. The swaddling alone was enough to show that this child came from no ordinary background.