Having an elder sister like Cui Yu in the world is undoubtedly a blessing of immense happiness.
However, life at home isn't entirely smooth. Cui Yu's aunt had just encountered a mishap; although she was glad to see Nezha, the tear stains beneath her smiling eyes were not so easily erased.
The trade caravan heading north heard about an encounter with a pack of wolves, resulting in losses of both goods and lives.
The old shopkeeper responsible for this trade route, surnamed Zhang, had five sons, and his most beloved youngest son died on this journey.
Upon receiving the news, the old shopkeeper cried in front of the adults at home, saying he felt guilty to the main family. He then began cursing the rebellious vassals, blaming them for making the land desolate, allowing these beasts to roam freely.
But who to blame really?
Blame King Zhou?
Blame Daji?
He's never even seen them with his own eyes.
