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Shen Feng carves the name of every great fighter he defeats into his blade. Ninety-seven names. One blank segment remains, nearest the hilt and everyone in the empire knows whose name it is waiting for.
Shen Mo, his identical twin, put down the sword ten years ago and became the empire's most trusted archivist. He has never told anyone why.
Between them stands a duel postponed for a decade, a dead master's unfinished riddle, and a sixteen-year-old liar with a stolen spear who is about to become the answer neither brother could find because they were standing inside the problem.
Eighteen weapons to empty your hands. The nineteenth was never the forge.