On the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, when Shen Zhao, the female general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, pierced the chest of the enemy prince with a long gun, his blood-stained fingertips broke the red rope around her neck.
The blood-stained white jade jue fell into the scorched earth, revealing the word "Yi" engraved secretly on the back.
In the Xie family's ancestral hall where everyone was massacred seven years ago, she once picked up the exact same jade fragments with trembling.
In the cold light of the Shura Field, he smiled and coughed up blood: "A Zhao, the way you killed me... Is as beautiful as the Xie family's fire back then."
Purpose: Between blood feud and sincere love, only the courage to reveal the truth can let the moonlight shine into the abyss again