The gloom churned within the clouds in the sky, the Sky Dome along with the earth was shrouded in gray. The extreme cold of the Extreme North pierced through the uninhabited endless snow desert, beyond the devastated Northern Three Provinces, reaching the inconspicuous border at the northern edge of Jingji, with scattered white flakes falling to the human world.
It was snowing again.
A middle-aged man with stubble lifted his eyes to glance at this cursed heaven, and slowly walked out of the mountain forest, heading toward the plain ahead, dragging a few mountain beasts behind him.
There stood a not-so-large city.
Huizhou,
a county town once famed throughout Dayan, known for being the place where the Prime Minister's third son was assassinated.
Of course, the death of the entire town's commoners during the assassination process once incited fury in the court, but after the anger subsided, it was brushed aside.
