“I speak for the dead. Who do you speak for?”
In the nation of Lanyuan, the strong rule, and martial artists hold sway.
But behind the tangle of power and qi, thousands of unnumbered “failures” have long since had their names erased and been buried in the gray archives. Not even a gravestone was left behind.
Three years ago, Jiang Duo was a town enforcement officer, the youngest law enforcer in the bureau.
Three years later, he is the brother of the deceased Jiang Ci, a “cripple” whose identification number has been revoked.
Until the day he picked up that black leather notebook
He isn't seeking revenge for himself. He's here to hold a hearing for the dead.
You say she was Number 731?
No. Her name was Jiang Ci. She was my sister.
You say her experiment failed?
Then tell me, how much pain did she suffer before she died?
An unlawful hearing, outside the bounds of the law.
Blood debts are paid with lives. The records belong to the dead.
No System, no powerful connections, not even a martial order to his name.
But I, Jiang Duo, armed with nothing but a breath, a blade, and a “Record of the Dead,” will fight my way through all of Lanyuan until no one dares meet my eyes.
You fear the gods. I kill them.
I ask only one question:
“Do you still remember their names?”
