Warm sunlight descends.
In the pale golden light, there is a certain thinness that hardly matches this season.
In Jiangnan, months of preparations for the Prince Qin's coming of age ceremony have finally shown their form. Banners pointed towards the sky, though not yet unfurled, reveal the grandeur that awaits when countless crimson flags roll open in bluster.
Qu Hanxiu watches this scene, moved nearly to tears, the old stoic man.
Finally, it's happening!
The old Confucian scholar curses inwardly.
That Prince Qin truly lives up to his youthful name and to that of a companion [King Wu], with a nature as unbridled as a wild horse, utterly unconstrained by customs.
Such heroics are seldom seen in the annals of history.
Such fierce temperament will meet with dangers, challenges, and countless obstacles along the path, often lacking longevity, but no matter how long they live, they will inevitably be the torrent that tears through the era.
