Twenty years ago, a newborn infant covered in pus-filled sores was placed in a wooden basin, covered with a small blanket, and sent floating down the mountain stream into Taoyuan Valley.
This was the first sight Shu Guan beheld when he crossed into this world.
Of course, if the consciousness of the little boy had not been overtaken by him back then, that might well have been the first contact that the little boy had with this world.
Regarding the mysterious past of his body's original owner, Shu Guan had always felt there was something extraordinary about it, because the small blanket that had floated into Taoyuan Valley was obviously not something an ordinary family could afford.
