Duke of Wu Li Yu

Li Yu headed north to Bianjing.

Most of Southern Tang's civil and military officials also followed him north. The whole of Jiangnan had been taken over by Great Song and was managed by officials dispatched by Zhao Kuangyin.

Bianjing was bustling beyond measure. Sitting inside the carriage, Li Yu watched the prosperity outside and felt somewhat dazed.

Bianjing was wealthy.

Such peace?

How long had it been since he had seen such a lively scene?

Jinling should have been like this too.

But ever since he had decided to lock horns with Great Song to the bitter end, Jinling's bustle and prosperity had vanished without a trace. He had been wrong.

He had been wrong!

"...I truly could not have been more wrong."

Li Yu laughed at himself.

His thoughts churned, and before long, he thought of Verdant Green Maiden again.

Where was Verdant Green Maiden now?

Was she still in Jinling?

Or had she...

followed him to Bianjing as well?

If she was in Bianjing, could they still meet?

Meet?

Li Yu froze.

Then he sighed helplessly.

What was he thinking?

There was probably no chance of that anymore.

Verdant Green Maiden had likely long since been disappointed in him. After all, back then, he had not listened to her. He had defied Great Song's unification, wishing for chaos to rise across the realm once more.

Li Yu had not learned Verdant Green Maiden's true identity from Han Xizai.

Even until his death, Han Xizai had not told Li Yu who she was. Yet judging by Verdant Green Maiden's actions, Li Yu could roughly guess.

Verdant Green Maiden could not bear to see an age of chaos.

And he, Li Yu, had happened to touch the reverse scale.

Countless thoughts swirled in Li Yu's heart.

Then came the rolling