Lone Wolf and Sheep

Ji Sihan never thought that he would meet the person who bit his wrist ten years ago again in the back alley of a slum bar. He was hunched over and coughing, with long hair covering his face, like a sick cat, but when he was surrounded by gangsters, he kicked the leader. "You're exempted from the beating and you don't want to say thank you?" Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and cold, and Ji Sihan was stunned. He didn't know that this "sick cat" was the young master who disappeared after the Feng family was wiped out. He wore a silver mask and blocked the shadow of seventeen assassinations for him. He was the one who sat outside the door and counted his breaths over and over when he had a fever. Little did he know that the crescent scar on his wrist, which was always covered by the wrist guard, was bitten out by his own hands. Did they not recognize each other for ten years to protect him, or to... Take revenge with their own hands?