Chen Shan, codename “Dragon Soul,” personally founded the first special forces unit and repeatedly turned the tide at critical moments, earning undying merit in the service of national security.
He was the most trusted guardian of his era, and the highest-level secret that remained sealed in the files of countless enemy intelligence agencies.
After retiring in triumph, he put away all his medals and settled into city life. He now enjoys his later years at a peaceful care home, gentle and kind in his day-to-day life, occasionally muddled, like an ordinary old man who needs his granddaughter by his side.
Then, one day, everything changed.
His beloved granddaughter, the brilliant Chen Mengyan, made a major breakthrough in the development of a new high-precision lithography machine. But she was maliciously framed, her work was stolen, and she was falsely accused of leaking secrets, drawing her into a massive conspiracy.
The family business was obstructed, his family’s movements restricted, and his most precious granddaughter faced unjust accusations and a drawn-out legal ordeal.
When Chen Shan learned what had happened, he slowly pushed himself up from the wheelchair that had kept him company for so long. The warmth left his eyes, replaced by an unfathomable calm and resolve.
He entered a long-sealed room and called the encrypted hotline he had not used in years.
When the call connected, the voice on the other end belonged to the current commander of the “Dragon Fang” special forces, a battle-hardened general.
Chen Shan’s voice was low and steady. “It’s me, Chen Shan. You’re planning to ignore what happened to my granddaughter, too?”
Those words set the storm in motion once more.
