Jiang Lishuang always thought that her father was just an ordinary member of the Communist Party of China.
He would make peach blossom cakes for her, nag her when she was distracted while studying, and urge her to move around more in the spring scenery of the garden.
Until the Lotus Sect came to kill him.
Only then did she realize that this smiling middle-aged man had personally severely injured a cult, had asked the Holy One to take care of the overall situation, and had a group of brothers who were willing to die for him.
On the night when her family was exterminated, a silver ring was embedded in her finger. Her father tore open the space and sent her away, leaving only one sentence -
"Hold it, don't pick it off."
When she opened her eyes again, she was lying in a strange room, unconscious for three days. The ring on her hand was cold, and Xiaocui, the frail-looking maid next to her, had a black sword on her waist that she couldn't even lift.
Who is the father?
Why is the Lotus Sect making a comeback?
Who is Xiaocui?
Jiang Lishuang looked down at the silver ring on her finger. The surface of the ring was cold, as if something was sleeping on her fingertips.
The fire in my heart never goes out.
Intention: Only action can change, and only change can grow!