On the night of the Xuanwumen Incident, Li Chengdao, son of Li Jiancheng, crawled out of Chang'an from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
Li Shimin was furious and Baiqisi pursued him for three thousand miles. He went all the way west, crossed the desert, climbed over the green hills, and finally ended up in Tianzhu. A mysterious mark in the palm of your hand can summon Zhang Qian to lead the way, Bai Qi to lead the army, and Zhuge Liang to make decisions - but every summon comes with a price.
Twenty-five years. He weaved a business network in Tianzhu, penetrated the intelligence tentacles into the Chang'an court, and watched with cold eyes as his enemies created the prosperous Zhenguan era. The blade of revenge hangs unabated - because he is not sure whether killing a wise king is another crime.
Until Li Shimin died. He launched the "Return to Tang" plan that he had been preparing for half his life.
When the bright moon rises in Liangzhou, someone asks: Have you ever hated it?
He replied: I hated it.
What now?
He was silent. The wind blew through the scroll and turned the page.
