Thousands of miles away, in the Great Chu Imperial City.
The night was deep and silent, a flickering candle in the study cast light upon a young face of delicate features.
Hundreds of bamboo slips floated arrayed before the desk.
The characters carved inside the bamboo slips, resembling tadpoles, leapt out and swirled around the youth—
Although the room was deserted, the youth still sat very upright, his back as if braced by an invisible rod, his eyes clear as mirrors.
At that moment, he waved his sleeve.
Countless tadpoles swooped back into the bamboo slips. Accompanied by a crisp clattering sound, the slips all darted away, hiding within the study's niches, leaving only one that spread a vibrant green glow revealing the current scene at the Jiang family's mansion in Lichao City.
Chen Jingxuan smiled and reached out to grasp the bamboo slip.
