A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood flowed across the ruined city. Lin Ce looked up at the stars, and seven life lamps exploded in his eyes - his pair of humble eyes could detect the situation of the three-day civil war!
The iron blade was pulled out from the pile of refugees, Su Jiuge's wine gourd served as the flag, and Cheng Polu's heavy hammer smashed open the first pass.
Rogue bandits, aristocratic families, rebels, prairie wolves... Wherever the star track points, he will tread blood wherever it leads.
Do you want to change your surname in these troubled times?
Ask him first about the star in his palm, whether he agrees or not!
