Zane's consciousness drifted in and out, his mind swimming through layers of disjointed dreams before he was abruptly pulled into reality. His eyelids felt like lead, resisting his efforts to open them. The first thing he registered was the realization that he was back in the year 1025, the Kangyu Dynasty. The scent of medicinal herbs lingered in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of polished wood and incense.
The second was the way a sword was unceremoniously shoved against his throat.
Zane's breath hitched.
It wasn’t exactly the warm welcome he had imagined upon meeting the legendary King Yu in the flesh.
And yet, there he was, hovering over Zane like some kind of vengeful deity, eyes narrowed with unfiltered disdain. He had never imagined in his entire life that he'd ever get t
