Under the torment of a bloodline curse, Chen Changsheng’s entire family is like a puppet in the hands of fate. Life and death are predetermined, and nothing is in their control.
That day, the young man knelt before his grandfather’s and father’s graves, his gaze resolute as he made a vow for the rest of his life: “If everything has already been decided by fate, then let me rewrite this fickle destiny!”
