This is a long-unspoken epic of a woman’s covert struggle in the world of The Disguiser.
She doesn’t command attention with gunfire. Instead, in a world in turmoil, her composure and intelligence light the way home.
As a longtime fan who loves The Disguiser,
I’ve always felt that one woman was missing from the nights of Shanghai:
a compassionate doctor, a sharp-bladed agent; as graceful as the moon, as steadfast as steel.
This is my first novel.
There’s no golden finger, only a timeline I’ve painstakingly refined,
logic I dare not let slip, and a heart afraid of letting down the original.
If you’ve ever held your breath for the Ming brothers,
perhaps you’d be willing to see how Wen Xiao finds her own path on the edge of a blade?
