Chương 575: Past Dust" - Old Rain in Shu City

"One hundred and seventeen years ago, during the Taiji Palace Incident, a bodyguard was absolutely certain that he had personally slit Prince Zhaowen's throat. Yet, ten years later during the rebellion of the Four Kings, under the watchful eyes of all, it was Prince Zhaowen himself who led three hundred cavalrymen and persuaded the city gates of Taiyuan to open,"

"How could the dead come back to life?"

"Hence, this was the first time that traces of the 'Sui Intent Scripture' were left behind."

Zhang Siche's hand was very steady, and the fine brush, as thin as a needle, finally trembled a few times as he left his signature at the end of the letter.

In the first year of Serrated Scale, the last light snow of this winter was falling within Shengjing City. Spring was nearing, and although the wind still cut like a knife, it had lost much of its sharpness.