On his first day out of work, Lu Yan received a mysterious package.
Inside were a yellowed old lease and a rusty key.
From then on, he became the world's one and only “Concept Rent Collector.”
He discovered that the world ran on countless “conceptual foundations”:
A diva's heavenly voice, a soldier king's instinct for killing... Even the technology and culture of all civilization were assets that could be “collected rent” on.
“I’m no thief of power. I’m just a rent collector for the rules.”
