Shen Xu raised his hands stiffly. They were young hands with clear joints that had not yet been calloused by official documents and power.
He... Was reborn?
Back when I was twenty, before everything started.
This year, he was still a poor and unknown prison student in the Imperial College.
And his father, who was a high-ranking Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, had not yet met the tragic end of being executed because he was on the wrong team.
Now that he has returned to the Imperial Academy, the first step is to win the first prize in the upcoming spring and get the ticket to enter the imperial court.
