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Ning Ren looked out into the open street and laughed darkly as he held the missive that had just been handed to him from his shadow.  Throughout the city there had been several strange incidences with his elder brother which had led him to do a private investigation.  The news started to pour in slowly of the traumas of Xun Manors and the fates of the unfortunate occupants which was leaving the public in quite an uproar.  It was so much beautiful death that served no purpose which was the hallmark of a lovesick assassin whose idea of inpressing his beloved was to kill her surroundings until only he remained.

"Oh brother, Ning Zhuo . . . you have always been better than me in every aspect.  Father lavished attention on you when you were adopted by the empress.  Our mother is the same in blood, but in death, she will never be named as yours.  This pain was such a delight to use to twist and mock you from the kind person I could rely on to someone I