As spiritual qi revives and the various schools vie for supremacy, strange cases plague Chang'an. As the only female deputy minister of the Court of Judicial Review who stays alive on gossip from case files, I seem cold and heartless on the outside, but in truth I stay up late devouring The Untold Tales of the Imperial Preceptor and the Sword Immortal. Then one day, at a crime scene, the Imperial Preceptor and the Sword Immortal themselves both reach out to me. “Deputy Minister, His Majesty has ordered us to work together on this case...”
I stare at the faint red marks peeking out from beneath their collars, and the tweezers in my hand clatter to the floor. Th-these marks are in exactly the same places as the scratches in the book!
