Her teahouse opens its doors each day to welcome all—save for the hour after midnight. For once the Zi hour has passed, the patrons crossing the threshold are no longer of the living.
Su Yuening has possessed the sight to behold spirits since childhood. Night after night, she brews spirit-guiding tea to grant peace to lingering souls caught in the mortal coil—until one evening, a sword-bearing stranger steps into her establishment.
That night, an uncanny number of spirits await. Yet they seek no passage into the afterlife; they wait for the one who took their lives.
And that woman—Yu Lian, a renowned spirit hunter—holds the key to every hidden truth buried in the dark.
A scar branded upon a wrist. Forgotten memories. A single night seven years ago.
Every whisper and trace points toward the very same truth.