My name is Lu Chenyuan, the youngest War God of the Empire.
After five years of bloodshed, I defended the empire's vast lands, but lost my own home.
Today, I have returned after laying down my armor. All I want is to give my wife and daughter a peaceful life.
But I see my beloved wife, Lin Wanqiu, forced to kneel on the cold concrete, her forehead bruised and bleeding.
And my three-year-old daughter, Lu Nuannuan, whom I have never met, is curled up like a puppy in a dilapidated doghouse, gnawing on moldy steamed buns.
"Mister... have you seen my daddy? Mommy says... Daddy went to fight monsters..."
My daughter's timid little voice was the last straw.
That night, Jiangcheng ran red with blood.
Everyone who had ever bullied them would learn this: when the War God is enraged, corpses lie for a thousand miles!
