Earlier, a Yang soldier and a Yang nobleman walked in the marketplace. Some people thought they looked familiar, but couldn't quite place it. If they could, they would have noticed…..
That the soldier looked like the paintings of the infamous General Song Xiu, the traitor that led the downfall of Emperor Zau Ting's tyranny three centuries ago. And the noble looked like the Emperor himself, perhaps a descendant or a relative.
The soldier grinned wide like a cat up to no good. "It really has been a long time since we strolled in this market, isn't it, Ah-Ting?"
The noble just nodded, but remained vigilant like a guard dog. "Yes…. Xiu."
"Oh, you're calling me Xiu now? How rude. Have you forgotten that I am your adoptive uncle?" The soldier named 'Xiu' teased.
