Seven years ago, during a purge at Linhai’s old harbor, Lin Chenzhou watched helplessly as the big brother who had introduced him to the path was buried alive in a concrete block. They broke three of his ribs and threw him into the sea.
Seven years later, he returned from Nanyang with three brothers whose lives he had saved in a sea of corpses, and set foot once more in this city that devoured people without even spitting out their bones.
Underground fight clubs, freight docks, gambling at nightclubs, black-market loans, cross-border routes... The old powers held their ground like iron, but cracks were already forming in the new order.
He had never intended merely to avenge one wrong.
He would drag every person who had buried someone back then down from their lofty positions, one by one, then climb over their bones to take the seat no one dared occupy with confidence.
But the higher he climbed, the more he realized that what lay behind that “purge” wasn’t just one death. It was an entire web built to devour people.
