Burying the Heavens

Everyone thought he was a gentle, refined young gentleman.

Everyone believed it, even the Heavenly Dao.

Until the day he smiled and sent the senior disciple who had insulted him into the cycle of reincarnation.

He wiped the blood from his hands and smiled gently. "Farewell, Senior Brother."

Being a master of deception was his strongest golden finger.

No one knew how many people this gentle young gentleman had killed.