Seven years ago, he was a lost dog abandoned by the whole world.
Seven years later, he stood at the top of the European underground world, holding the Thirteen Thrones of the Shadow Palace, with 30,000 mercenaries under his command, and could stop the global rare earth trade with just one sentence. The Wolf King of Northern Europe was his brother, the heir to the European conglomerate called him His Highness, and the daughter of the oldest noble in Italy knelt in front of him just to beg him to take one more look.
But he's back.
Return to Jiangcheng. Return to the woman he failed to keep seven years ago.
Wearing a dark gray coat that has been washed until it turns white, he works as a security guard in the parking lot of Lowes Group with a monthly salary of 5,000.
Luo Qingcheng thought this man was just coming back to hang out. Until the top dandy in Jiangcheng pestered her and broke three of his ribs with one punch; the head of the Zhao family came to kneel at her door overnight; the Chen family teamed up with foreign capital to encircle the Luo family; he made a phone call to shut down all the ports along the southeast coast; the Italian nobles knelt at his feet and called him the "Dark Emperor"; and the Japanese kendo master bowed ninety degrees to him across the conference room.
"Lu Beichen, who are you?"
"Your daughter's father."
