It was another morning in the Zhou kingdom during the 18th century. Villagers started working to provide comforts for their family, kids running around while they have fun, the busy markets getting louder as the morning went by, the guards taking breaks and going through a routine of practices and goblin slaughtering for the day...

Meanwhile, Princess Xinyu was in her chambers, painting elegantly. She was about to dip her brush onto her canvas, when she suddenly heard a knock on the door, her actions came into a halt as she looked at the grand, white-golden door.