In the 27th year of the Republic of China, on the eve of the fall of Guangzhou, Lin Yanzhou fled to Xijiang with his sick mother, but was stuffed into half a blood-stained cloth ticket by a seriously injured young man at the dock.
The pursuers focused on his cuffs, but Su Ji Silk Shop opened a door for him and pushed him deeper into the situation.
A half-blooded ticket is not a ticket, but a door to the hidden line of Xijiang.
His father who had been missing for many years, the letter carrier that sank into the river, the messenger who faked his death, and the name hidden in the old account all forced Lin Yanzhou to the surface step by step.
He originally just wanted to keep his mother alive.
Later I realized that surviving was only the first step.
Someone asked him to be a chess piece.
He insisted on recognizing the entire chessboard.
