In the twelfth year of Yongjia, winter, heavy snow swirled.,I've waited for this day, a full ten years. Night and day I plotted, schemed, painstakingly dismantling the once glorious empire, draining every last ounce of my heart.,In the next life, may I meet you all in Huangquan. Grandfather, father, mother, and my younger brothers, can you please forgive me。