The Northern Frontier had been at war for a thousand years. Everyone thought the struggle was over land, cities, and the fortunes of the five clans.
Shen Yan had thought so too.
Until he found a line of text erased from an old record, then received a blank letter.
Only after the letter was soaked in water did five words appear: You are on the board too.
Lin Qingshu said someone had already traveled the old road from the archive to the Northern Frontier, but every trace of their passage had been erased.
A gray-clad man stood at the city gate. He didn't stop Shen Yan, only asked, “Aren't you going to enter the game?”
No one told Shen Yan how vast this game was.
All he knew was that everyone forced to walk the old road eventually became someone else's piece.
He didn't want to be a piece.
He would flip the board.
