When Xi Lili was six years old, Gu Shengyin finally noticed a hint of something amiss.
Xi Lili, the girl, had quite a fortunate life. Born into a wealthy family in a small town, she was doted on by her parents and had no siblings to compete with for affection.
This also led to her mischievous nature.
One day, she sneakily slipped away from the maid responsible for looking after her and secretly ran into the long-abandoned house of her old family home.
"Creak~" The long-neglected door was pried open, and a small figure tiptoed into the old house that nobody had entered for a long time.
The thick dust, the miscellaneous items strewn about, were distasteful and avoided by most people; but for Xi Lili at this moment, it was like stumbling upon a treasure trove.
She found a rusty sword with a broken blade, an ancient-patterned bronze mirror, and a few other odd and ends.
"Huh?" A bottle in the corner piqued her interest.