Kyoto, Liu Family Estate.
In a quiet courtyard, Liu Canglan, Patriarch of the Liu Family, stood with his hands clasped behind his back beneath an ancient pine tree. His gaze was fixed on the distant Meridian Gate.
His face was expressionless, but a cold, lingering gloom was hidden in his slightly narrowed eyes.
The last time the Ten Great Clans had surrounded Gu Yuexi and Chu Sheng at Jing University, the first to jump out and cause trouble—and the first to suffer for it—had been his wife and daughter.
His wife, in particular, had been burned to ashes by that damn mosquito right in front of everyone.
This was not just the grief of his wife's murder; it was an utter humiliation!
He, Liu Canglan, wished he could flay that person and that mosquito, grind their bones to dust, and scatter their ashes!
But he had been waiting.
