Xiao Zhan, the God of War who defended the nation, rendered extraordinary service to the Dragon Kingdom. When he returned victorious, he gave all the glory he had earned to the woman he loved, Ye Qingxue. In return, she brought about the destruction of his entire family. Joining forces with his trusted deputy, Lin Fan, hailed as the “Son of Destiny,” Ye Qingxue drove Xiao Zhan into an abyss, where he was pierced by countless arrows and left for dead.
When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the victory banquet ten years earlier. Onstage, he was accepting the medal that symbolized the pinnacle of military honor. Below, Ye Qingxue gazed at Lin Fan in the corner, her eyes tender as ever, just as they had been when she betrayed him in his previous life.
The memories cut deep, stabbing into his heart. Xiao Zhan smiled.
In this life, he would fight for no one.
He smashed the medal in front of everyone and severed ties with the Ye family, using evidence he had died fighting to obtain in his previous life to tear away their hypocritical masks.
He got there first and bought the very first fortune that would have helped Lin Fan rise to power: the mysterious ring concealing an ancient remnant soul. Then he crushed it in front of everyone!
He snatched away every opportunity Lin Fan was meant to have and won over every woman who would have fallen for him. The business queen? He would show her what a true titan of capital looked like. The icy assassin? He would teach her who really ruled the darkness.
As he watched Lin Fan fall from the clouds, stripped of his fortune and abandoned by everyone, Xiao Zhan stepped on his back and ascended to the highest peak.
Ye Qingxue knelt and begged through her tears. “Xiao Zhan, I was wrong. You’re the one I’ve always loved!”
Xiao Zhan turned away indifferently, his blade stained with blood. “Now? Too late. My battlefield has no place for saints.”
