A sense of awe swept over Xuan Cheng as she entered the imperial mausoleum through its imposing gate. This holy site, where former kings and their families found their eternal rest, was her first visit. She felt as though she was merely an observer in the annals of history due to the grandeur of the surroundings, which overpowered her senses.
A twisting and pinching pain waved inside her heart, and her pupils changed from brown to a supernatural hue of crimson and gold.
I didn't know you would be this bold and actually weave such a deep-rooted network.
The first time Xuan Cheng used her ability to draw memories out of the past and crystallize them was when her grandmother gave her a severe reprimand. Her grandmother's words came back to her as clearly as if she had just said them herself, bringing the past to life in front of her.
