[No Harem, No Cliches, No Invincibility, No System, No Brain-Dead Decisions, Not a Wish-Fulfillment Story. Enter at Your Own Risk.]
On the night of the summer solstice in the year 2000, Wang Yuxin was born wrapped in a caul that smelled of diesel. Her father, Wang Jianjun, tattooed a centipede-shaped talisman on the back of her neck.
It was the mark of destiny borne by every daughter of the Wang family.
