Crystal placed three records on the table.
Song Jia looked at them.
"That's all?"
"Everything I could find inside the Artifact."
Three documents.
For someone connected to an Imperial official, it was almost nothing.
Song Jia picked up the first.
Yan Rui.
Imperial Strategic Command.
Special Messenger.
Deceased three days after General Song Jia's final battle.
No cause of death.
No burial location.
No surviving spouse.
No children.
Then—
Yan Meilin.
Younger sister.
Song Jia opened the second record.
There was even less.
Name.
Approximate age.
Residence in the capital.
Unmarried.
And then—
nothing.
No marriage.
No death.
No relocation record.
No household transfer.
No descendants.
It was as if Yan Meilin simply disappeared from official history.
Crystal stood across from her.
"That's unusual, isn't it?"
"Very."
Even ordinary civilians usually left traces.
Taxes.
Marriage registration.
Household transfers.
Inheritance.
Burial records.
Something.
