Shen Ye knelt in the middle of the playground, ink dripping from his hair, surrounded by the laughter of teachers and students in the school - the disaster star, the bastard of nightingales, and the laughing stock of the whole city. No one knew that last night he had rehearsed his own death seven times in a strange situation. The day he awakened his bloodline, he understood that Nightingale's debt would have to be repaid with his life: Curse points would accumulate every time he used his abilities, and creditors would come to demand his life at any time. The first one to come was the master of suppressing the evil forces who had forced his adoptive father to death. He directly triggered the arrival of the mysterious realm and demanded Shen Ye's blood debt to be repaid with blood. But Shen Ye had practiced a hundred ways to die and a hundred ways to fight back in his dream. The moment the creditor stepped into the treacherous realm, Shen Ye opened his eyes and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Guess, who set the rules of this treacherous realm?" He is the disaster star in the eyes of the whole city, but tonight, he wants all creditors to understand - Nightingale's debt is never owed, but collected.
