When he was eight, Jiang Ning, the eldest legitimate son of the Jiang royal clan, experienced the darkest day of his life. His mother died suddenly, and before her body was even cold, his father married Liu Qingyue, the legitimate daughter of the Liu imperial clan, to curry favor with them. On their wedding day, Liu Qingyue conspired with her uncle Liu Chengfeng and Jiang Ning’s own second uncle, Jiang Tianhu, to frame him for “desecrating the imperial clan.”
His father’s silence was the final straw. Jiang Ning was cast out of the family, and barely had he left Jinling when his second uncle sent men after him. He fell off a cliff and became a lonely spirit in the wilderness of the northern frontier.
Twelve years later, a black SUV rolled through the rain in Jinling and stopped outside the Jiang family estate. The door opened, and a young man stepped out in a trench coat. His cold, sharp features had been forged by the snow and wind of the northern frontier. He was Jiang Ning, and he was also the Ningbei King, feared by the million battle-hardened soldiers who guarded the three thousand miles of the northern frontier.
“I came back to do only three things.”
His blade fell, blood splattered, and Jinling trembled.
But this was only the beginning. The mystery surrounding his mother’s death, the truth behind the Su family’s ruin, the immense power behind the Liu family... With a bloodstained blade in hand, Jiang Ning began tearing away the layers of darkness beneath the city’s glittering surface.
The dragon of the northern frontier had returned to its lair. From a discarded son to a god of war in the city, the name Ningbei King would become a taboo too frightening to utter, not only in Jinling but throughout the Great Xia Dynasty.
Great story, worth watching without too much nonsense.
If you are not decisive, you will take revenge passively.