[Crazy criticism that the male protagonist is only humble to me]
The cold-faced criticizing the regent × the cowardly little assassin who wants to survive
Transformed into a cannon fodder assassin sent to die, I gave up assassination and just wanted to survive.
Who would have thought that the cold-faced regent would not kill me, but instead pampered me to heaven.
Externally, he is a living king of hell who kills decisively and is feared by everyone;
Internally, he clutched the hem of my clothes with red eyes, begging me to give him some love: You hurt even the little bird, why can't you look at me?
