The people of the Canglian clan rarely dream, and the dreams they do have are always connected to the past or to an unknown future.
But this time, his dream was concealed by darkness. It was a truth he could not see.
The voice in that dream, like a cry of anguish, filled him with profound sadness.
All of this had appeared because that child had arrived.
And what kind of existence was that child to him, and to the Canglian clan?
The Canglian clan was a people blessed by the gods above, yet they too had their share of misfortune.
