I, Lin Chen, am the envoy of Fusi Town, Jinyiweibei Town, Ming Dynasty, and the master of ancient martial arts.
On the night when the imperial edict was broken, I fought hard to protect my mentor and died.
When he opened his eyes again, he turned out to be a low-class orphan in a modern city whose parents had both died and was being bullied.
Dragon Shield - the "emperor's personal army" of this era came to find me.
The cold and charming female commander Lu Qingyan handed over a contract:
"Be the country's 'grey night watchman', sneak into the Canglan Society, and control the underground order."
"You can raise dead soldiers, establish rules, and hold great power. As long as you don't get involved in drugs, don't harm the people, and be loyal to the country."
I understand. This is to follow the decree and become king.
So, I became "Achen", the most inconspicuous younger brother of the Canglan Society.
My mission is to lurk, to collect evidence, and to uproot this intricate dark empire.
No one knew that in this young body lived the soul of a Jin Yiwei who had gone through the blood of imprisonment and was proficient in maneuvering.
Until that day, Scar forced me to take the blame.
Until the cold, crazy, and extremely controlling sister-in-law of the Canglan Club, Shen Yanqiu, raised my chin with her khaodan-coated fingers:
"You, follow me from now on."
I became her "personal" driver and lived in her villa.
With wet hair and bare feet, she knocked on my door late at night with red wine in hand.
She was assassinated and on the verge of death, so I "had no choice but" to show half of the strength of an ancient martial arts master.
The way she looked at me went from scrutiny, to inquiry, to a kind of hot, possessive madness.
"Achen," she pressed against my ear in the darkness, her breath hot, "Whose... Are you?"
