My Coffin Was Empty

Synopsis

On the day the Prime Minister married his childhood sweetheart, I died quietly in the woodshed. No one in the entire manor bothered to check if I was still breathing, but they didn't know I was the last living master of Suspended Breath in the martial world. While the Prime Minister wept with regret at my grave, I had already slipped away to the Southiks, drinking wine on a pleasure boat, listening to music, and pinching the cheek of a handsome young scholar. Life should have been carefree and perfect, but then a storm washed out the family cemetery, and the Prime Minister discovered my coffin was stuffed with nothing but rotting straw. That day, the most powerful man in the empire smashed his teacup and swore that even if he had to tear the entire kingdom apart, he would find me.