The Great Xia Chronicle of Saving the Heavens

For three hundred years, the Great Xia has stood on the brink of ruin, like a candle flickering in the wind.

A man kneels beside a mass grave outside Jiangzhou, facing a blank tombstone, and makes the greatest wish a scholar could make:

“I want Heaven to learn the meaning of justice anew.”

On his deathbed, he asks the student watching over him:

“I held back the heavens from collapsing in my lifetime, but did I save the people?”