They said that all members of the Shen family were collaborating with the enemy, and the nine clans should be killed.
I knelt outside the Meridian Gate for three days and three nights, knocking my head until my head was bleeding, just to beg him to take a look at the scar I blocked for him.
He was riding a horse, his eyes colder than the dagger that stabbed into my chest that night.
"Keep it going," he said. "Don't dirty my road."
Later they told me that that night, he held my memorial tablet, drank wine all night, and shouted my name all night long.
Later, I came back with a different face.
