Jiang Yan stood before the grand entrance of the abandoned mansion; her gaze fixed upon the dilapidated structure that had once been her home. The air hung heavy with an eerie silence, broken only by the faint rustle of wind through forgotten corridors. Nostalgia tugged at her heartstrings as memories from her past life flooded in her mind.
This place, this forsaken mansion, had been her new home during her pinnacle of success. After she had built her empire, as one of the most accomplished women in the country, this was the place once of her student had gotten found for her. It was a place that had once held promise and prosperity, but later it had also become the place of her demise. In her previous life, this very place had become her graveyard, the mark for her tragic end, and her failure to save the only family she had.