After fifteen years as a mercenary, Chen Xuan is sick of living by the blade.
Back in China, all he wants is to be a security guard who can coast through life, checking out pretty women and taking leisurely walks.
Until one day, a group of men in black storm into his residential compound.
The boss at their head sees him and drops to his knees. “Sir, why are you sweeping the ground here? There’s a major crisis at home!”
Chen Xuan sighs and plants his broom on the ground. “Fine. If I can’t keep hiding, then…”
He looks up, his gaze suddenly sharp. “Who did it?”
