1913, Peking
The red sun gradually sank over the mountains, and the boundless darkness slowly eroded everything on this prosperous land. The doors on the desolate long street were closed, and the strong wind mixed with sand and gravel carried the scalding heat and roared through the deserted alleys, picking up a few tattered and faded red lanterns, and then dropped them randomly in a corner.
Somewhere on the outskirts of the city, a man in black stood solemnly in front of a majestic compound, followed by a young boy. The young boy looked up at the vermilion door in front of him. His pale little face showed a complex and helpless expression that was inappropriate for his age. The wide-open courtyard door unreservedly showed the tragic condition of the body and limbs all over the courtyard to the two people at the door. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of unknown roasted meat spread along the wind to the surrounding kilometers, and gradually became stronger.
The young boy raised his feet in silence and looked at the dark red blood flowing from the steps to his feet. A hint of sadness and anger flashed in the depths of his pure black eyes. 'Bang~' The door closed heavily, as if someone had closed the door bolt inside, and a hazy and empty sound came out through the crack in the door and surrounded the yard.
"Any member of the Su clan who betrays their oath will not die a happy death. They will have hundreds of descendants and descendants for thousands of generations, and will never be reincarnated..."
[The serious introduction is too long and should be placed in the main text]
Concept: The Stealing Pen Trilogy: The Nine Gates Notes