His fine silk clothes were torn to shreds, stained with dirt and dried blood. He was bruised, malnourished, and shivering.
But his face was locked in an expression of absolute, feral defiance. He was snarling at the guards, his jaw set with a terrifyingly familiar stubbornness.
And his eyes...
Even from fifty yards away, Ji'an could see the distinct, unusual silver flecks in the boy's dark brown eyes, the genetic hallmark of the Lin family bloodline.
A genetic hallmark that matched the eyes staring back at Ji'an in the mirror every morning.
A sudden, violent headache pierced Ji'an's skull as a fragment of the original host's memory was forcefully unlocked by the System.
[Memory Download Complete.]
[Subject: Lin Xuan.
Age: 13.
Status: Youngest legitimate brother of the Host. The only family member who did not treat the Host with disdain.]
Ji'an gripped the stone railing so hard the rock began to crumble under her fingers.
