Chen Ye, 24, is a low-level food delivery driver in Jiangling City. He owes fifty thousand yuan, rents an eight-square-meter room, and lives by the motto: just lie flat.
Then one late night, he delivers an order to an abandoned factory and witnesses a murder. As an old man lies dying, he slaps a bronze ring into Chen Ye’s palm. “Go... to the repair shop...”
The next second, blue-green dragon scales cover Chen Ye’s right hand, and one punch shatters the pursuer’s metal arm armor.
A deep voice rings in his ear: “I am Guan Yu.”
