She, dressed in dazzling purple, wore a wicked smile at the corner of her mouth and loved three things most: teasing handsome men, sampling every delicacy, and studying formations and mechanisms. She lived for settling scores and doing as she pleased, refusing to be controlled by anyone. Her family had been a dynasty of poison-wielding physicians for generations, so she had studied medicine and poisons since childhood. At home, she had a grandfather who loved her. But on her eighteenth birthday, a band of black-clad intruders brought her happiness to an end. They broke into her home and used her grandfather's life to threaten her into handing over the Sacred Tome of Medicine and Poison. Heh, surely someone from a family of poison doctors would be an extraordinary scholar! So, while negotiating with them, she released poisonous smoke and rescued her grandfather in the confusion. But her grandfather was covered in explosives. Summoning all his strength, he shoved her away and told her to live happily. In the end, however, she and her grandfather both died in the explosion.