C1495 He Left the Fishing Village

As the sun dipped below the horizon, wisps of smoke curled up from the stoves of the fishing village, carrying the tantalizing aroma of fish and rice that had the children playfully orbiting the hearth.

In stark contrast, a somber mood hung over Yu Ling's household.

Dinner was ready, with four pairs of chopsticks and four bowls set out, but one person was conspicuously absent