It is not the wolves that should be feared but the sly foxes that lurk in their shadows.
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Synopsis: Over a century ago, the land was divided into two kingdoms, Shanhe and Linlong. Peace remained due to the threatening power of the Masked Masters: mysterious and lethal men whose identities were hidden by animal names. However, as generations passed, they seemingly vanished... Until now. The lives of three individuals becomes rapidly entwined when the Masked Master, the Fox, reappears at Lotus Palace. Liu Disung, a young general, would like nothing more than to hunt down his father’s murderer but is restrained by friend, Wang Joao- Long. Players in a deadly power game are changing their tactics and Joao-Long’s life is at stake due to greedy ambitions. Meanwhile, among the chaos, Bai Mingzhu enters the palace, determined to go to great lengths to repay her debt to the mountain clan. A tale of ambition and revenge.
Epilogue Quote: Were the Mountain Masters gods? Gods were both kind and cruel, their reasons for their actions unknown to anyone except themselves. They did not bleed nor see the sorrow of death and lived eternally. So far, the Mountain Masters exceeded these expectations and were forever lingering in the kingdoms. The question of their godlike nature haunted emperors for generations, their fear blooming into plans of rebellion. Were they gods or were they men?
The Lotus Palace The Lotus Palace was the grandest dwelling in the land, situated in the Shanhe kingdom and sat in the middle of Kye Lake. The design was based on the flower which the palace was named for;; the pale pink walls - the shade only prominent in sunlight - curved around the golden structures inside. These were soft in colour and had tiled bronze roofs. The main buildings, including the imperial chambers, royal relative chambers, study and courtyards were fortunate to be built on protruding land, while those closest to the border wall sat on pillars that dove into the lake.
Masked Master: Fox The outfit was minimalistic and black, traditionally worn by warriors or assassins. The only colour that wasn’t plain came from the stiff fabric half mask worn to identify as the Fox. The threads were dyed in shades of cream, black and orange, woven together in particular areas to match the colour of the real animal. Two small ears formed at the top of the mask while the bottom came to a blunt point, representing the nose. The contours of the mask were harshly defined, leaving the wearer’s true features hidden.
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