The City's Number One God of War

Twelve years ago, a little beggar stood outside the Suheyuan, dressed in rags and scorned by all. Twelve years later, the name Han Wushuang shook the world, yet no one remembered that he was once that little beggar. “When I return, I’ll show you all of Jinling’s lights. We’ll walk hand in hand until our hair turns white. Nothing will ever change between us.”