Su Chen was once a supreme being above the nine heavens overlooking the eternity. Tired of the eternal loneliness, he abandoned his heavenly cultivation just to find peace among the fireworks in the world.
Deep in the bustling city, he runs a teahouse called "Wangchen", makes tea, listens to the rain, reads and lives a secluded life without competing with the world. He thought that the years would remain so peaceful until that stormy afternoon.
The doorbell rang softly, and standing at the door was the popular superstar Lin Wanyin, the woman he had a one-night encounter with five years ago. In her arms, she held a little girl with a pink face but a pale face.
"Her name is Niannian," Lin Wanyin's voice trembled, "Su Nianyu. She... Is your daughter."
The little girl is suffering from a terminal illness, modern medicine is helpless, and the fire of life is like a candle in the wind.
Looking at his daughter's clear and dim eyes, Su Chen's heart that had been silent for hundreds of millions of years felt ripples called "heartache" for the first time.
I wanted to return to ordinary life, but the bondage of the world of mortals has come.
Forget it, for the sake of his daughter, let this world remember the... Fear that he once dominated.
This time he is not the Immortal Emperor or the Holy Lord, he is just Su Nianyu's father.
