Silver Haired Feiyan Enters Thunder Clan

Feiyan keeps her face still while a wooden practice deck fills with hostile eyes. Her silver hair is tied high, her bronze hairpin sits where a blade can reach it fast, and she uses the same clean hand shapes she once used on stage to hide how badly she wants to live. A second life gives her the kind of knowledge that costs sleep and trust. She remembers market rises, broken promises, and the exact way people smile before they sell you out. That helps her survive in a lightning clan where speed matters and every mistake stings. It also puts her near Shen, the one person who treats her like a rival first and a problem second, until that is no longer the whole truth. The borrowed sword in her ...