She is the leader of the hidden guards of the Black Sparrow Pavilion, the blade he picked up from a pile of corpses, and the poison he keeps hidden in the shadows, away from the light.
Everyone knows Yan Wujiao as a cold-faced Asura who kills without mercy. But no one knows how, late at night, those hands that command life and death trace her features again and again.
He says, "Your life belongs to me. Even if you die, you have to die in my arms."
She thought that was her fate, until the wolf from the grasslands returned.
Seventeen, the boy she once sheltered beneath her wings before pushing him away with her own hands, is now a Western Regions overlord who has conquered lands far and wide. Reeking of blood, he points his curved blade at Yan Wujiao's throat, his eyes filled with an obsession that could destroy the world.
"Come back to the grasslands with me. I'll tear apart this cage in the Central Plains for you!"
Before her, the Pavilion Master, deep as an abyss, keeps her prisoner by force. Behind her, the Wolf King, fierce as a blaze, tries to claim her by force.
In this bone-deep, perilous entanglement, will she face the cold-faced Pavilion Master's relentless pursuit, or the grasslands overlord's dogged persistence?
She only wanted to survive, never imagining that she would become the calamity these two madmen would give everything for...
