In front of the bronze mirror at the Royal Court's Ancestral Temple, He Chun stood dressed in his royal robes, the gold Wolf Medallion at his throat swaying lightly with his breath.
Shen Qing held a jar of Blue Flower detox ointment, applying it to the last of the Shadow Death-Soldiers. The snake-shaped tattoo on the man’s nape turned a dull, ashen gray in the morning light—it was identical to the mark once borne by the Left Chancellor.
"Thank you, Doctor Shen." The death-soldier removed his face mask, revealing a jagged scar at the corner of his eye. "I saw you saving wounded soldiers in the Northern Frontier once. Even then, I knew you were different from the Left Chancellor."
Chapter 129