A man robbed of his life must go to another world and take someone else’s.
My name is Lin Bei. My life force is running out, and I have only ninety-three days left to live. The doctor says I won’t survive the winter. Then an old pocket watch shattered into blue light beside my pillow.
This isn’t a golden finger. It’s a gamble. If I win, I’ll bring back a life-extending crystal of origin. If I lose, I’ll leave my life, with its ninety-three days already numbered, behind in that world. A narrow alley gambling den in the Ming dynasty jianghu, a hunting ambush among snowfield tribes, a winning streak wagered in the arena of ancient Rome.
