That day.
Red flowers fell to the ground; the night was torn asunder.
The Twelve-winged Iron Cavalry had returned to the world of men.
「The royal Chen Clan.」
The once silent Chen Family Ancestral Mansion was suddenly ablaze with light. Footsteps echoed constantly as scores of people and horses came and went.
Chen Jinnan stood in the courtyard, his expression wooden, his entire being seemingly drained of spirit and vitality.
CREAK.
The courtyard gate was pushed open.
"Did you see him?" Chen Linan, the Chen Family Patriarch, entered with his hands clasped behind his back and got straight to the point. "I have to say, that son of yours has some nerve! Daring to sneak into our Chen Family… he must not know what the word 'death' means."
"Judging by your expression, you're quite distraught, aren't you?" Chen Linan flicked back the hem of his long robe and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.
WHOOSH!
