Chen Cuo.
Chen was his surname, Cuo his given name.
"A person's name is given by their elders at birth and stays with them as they grow. No matter how rare the character or obscure the name, after ten or twenty years of hearing it, few people still find it strange. 'Cuo' is certainly an unusual name, but in my memory it has followed me through my previous life and this one. I never gave it much thought. But does what I just saw mean... my name is part of a scheme like the Divine Treasury?"
Chen Cuo's heart brimmed with confusion and bewilderment, along with a sharper edge of wariness.
And once he realized there might be something mysterious about his name, he felt a faint, inexplicable premonition that it was tied to some affair.
"The Firmament weeping blood, a rain of blood across the sky! Was that a scene from history, or is it happening somewhere in All Under Heaven right now? Who were those five standing in the heavens? Who was the one who called himself Chen Cuo? What does he have to do with me?"
Question after question surged through his mind.
"I can't rule out someone fabricating it as part of a scheme, deliberately muddying the waters to make me suspect everything. The scene in my mind kept shifting and was never clear."
The vision had been a fleeting glimpse, shattering after only a moment. It had also been a reflection within the light, like flowers seen through mist, with a veil between him and what he saw. Chen Cuo could neither sense where the five had come from nor investigate their true identities.
What was more, those scenes had surfaced in his mind through a chance convergence shaped by the Fortune of heaven and