Although the fire seemed to have destroyed all the evidence, it had also simultaneously created new evidence.

Lin Mengya took Qinghu's long sword and used it to part the ashes, as if she were looking for something in the ashes.

"Hey, lass, my sword is precious."

He looked at his sword with pain in his eyes. He had obtained it from a blacksmith with a huge sum of money.

On usual days, Qinghu would never allow anyone to touch his sword. ...