......
[Dear Mother, it's been so long. How are you? I miss you terribly. I'm doing well, yet not so well. I arrived late, but I finally saw Lu Ding with my own eyes...]
[This man... he destroyed the Tianli Sect and killed the Most Violent Victory I had my eyes on]
[I had already severely wounded the Most Violent Victory. Who would have thought such a vicious creature would rge with an ordinary woman?]
[This miscalculation cost the chance to capture it imdiately]
[Later events kept delaying my pursuit]
[Then the Tianli Sect incident pulled back again]
At this point, the young man couldn't help but laugh at himself.
"Why is my life so damn complicated?"
His hand kept moving across the page.
[Now the Most Violent Victory is gone too. Mother, do you think Lu Ding is my natural nesis?]
[But no matter. I've found a solution. If I can't stay here, I'll move to the Second Circle—it's livelier there anyway]
He chuckled darkly.
[Truth be told, I have no choice. Everyone's hunting like I'm so diseased rat]
[Speaking of which, what's wrong with Uncle? You really should discipline him]
[He was the Tianli Sect leader, always ranting about building a new world order. I think the current world is just fine]
[We have bubble tea, fried chicken, smartphones... Then he up and dies, digging up to inherit this ss]
[His Three Extres subordinates are useless. And that Four Pillar Divine Calamity in Huokang Village? Complete failure]
[Partnering with soone inherently constrained—wasn't that asking for defeat?]
[Sigh...]
The young man shook his head in frustration.
What a goddamn ss.
If possible, he'd rather be an ordinary nobody.
[If I could choose, I wouldn't touch any of this. Mother, I'm exhausted... I'd rather be cricket-fighting, bird-watching, dog-raising, shuttlecock-kicking, cage-carrying like before...]
[You once said you only wanted safe and sound. I thought my role was just to play around—whether I lived or died during regi changes didn't matter since the throne would never be mine]
[But now I'm handed this restoration mission without consent. No throne for , just backbreaking labor. Why ?]
[Alright, alright, I know this upsets you. I'll stop]
[Back to business—with the Tianli Sect gone, there's no point staying]
[Using Uncle's old connections, I contacted Tai Island and learned about the Dragon Wall]
[Days ago, they proposed colluding to assassinate Great Han's elites]
The young man paused.
Then his lips twisted into a smile.
Which grew wider.
Until he burst into hysterical laughter.
When the fit subsided, he continued writing.
[Mother, have they lost their minds? Mistaking for the Old Buddha?]
[This is our ancestral land. These people are our people—even if they don't follow us now, their ancestors did]
[Yes, our Great Zhen Dynasty fell—but not by my hand! After Uncle dug up, I studied history. We're reviled across the records]
[I won't betray our own. For that, they should contact the Old Buddha and my elder brother down below—they're the experts. So I sent them packing]
[I'll enter the Second Circle, but turning traitor? Impossible. So I devised a brilliant plan]
[New identity. Serve Great Han. Gain military honors. Then use the 749 Bureau's passage]
[Clever, right? I'd love your praise...]
His handwriting grew shaky with emotion.
He couldn't continue.
Final strokes:
[Mother, my past letters always addressed you formally with restrained affection]
[But I've learned modern ways now, so I'll change that]
The pen's scratch echoed loudly.
He capped the fountain pen.
Carefully tore out the filled page.
ticulously folded it into a paper crane.
Then froze: "Damn! Too hasty!"
Longing defies conclusions—an endless urge to share every thought with her.
Bringing the crane to his lips,
An Wuyang whispered: "Down there, please discipline Uncle properly. His recklessness ruined our nation. And... keep this letter private."
"Especially from the Old Buddha. If she knew I gossiped about her, she'd be livid."
"Between us—people nowadays call her 'that old hag.' If she knew, her face would turn colors with rage."
Smiling, An Wuyang released the crane.
Watched it combust midair, trailing a brilliant cot's tail scattering stardust.
He spoke his unsigned farewell: "Love you, mom. Next interesting thing happens, I'll write again."
A wave.
As the crane's ashes dispersed, An Wuyang vanished into night.
......
Late night.
Great Han's Wu City—
closest to Tai Island and Wei Gao's forces.
Here, the 749 Bureau would complete final preparations before engaging enemies beyond city walls!!
The main battlefield: open waters, islands, even underwater regions near Wu City.
Originally,
Great Han's primary disputes were with Hetu and Zhenla.
But those areas proved unsuitable—
too disruptive, civilian evacuations too troubleso, noncombatant casualties too likely.
So Great Han proposed this alternative battleground.
No natural barriers here—attack if you dare.
But fail to breach our defenses?
Don't complain when we counterattack your holand.
Initially, Zhenla, Hetu and others mocked: "What? Dictating war locations? Is this children brawling?"
Their aning?
Casualties be damned?
Great Han's retort was swift and vicious: "Listen here, motherfuckers! Wu City's outskirts—that's our designated warzone."
"Na your own border city if you want. Only through these 'gates' shall armies clash. Protect your civilians as we protect ours."
"But attack our other cities? Harm one civilian?"
"Forget 'de-urbanizing' you—that's too mild. We'll fucking send you back to the Stone Age!!!"
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