Three Years Are Up, the Dragon King Returns

Three years as a live-in son-in-law.

Everyone says he's worthless, not even as good as a dog.

The day the Lin family kicks him out, the whole city watches and laughs.

But he glances at his watch

the second hand has just reached twelve.

Thirty Dragon Guards kneel at the door, and fighter jets blot out the night sky.

"Three hundred thousand soldiers of the Northern Frontier welcome the Dragon King home!"

Only then does everyone learn

the good-for-nothing they've trampled on for three years

is the Dragon King of the Northern Frontier, who once led twelve bodyguards around the rear of a seventeen-nation coalition

and single-handedly took the heads of all seventeen nations' commanders.

His ex-wife kneels outside a hotel, begging him to take her back.

He looks down at her. "Do you deserve me?"

The richest man in Jianghai flees overnight in terror.

He can't even be bothered to chase him.

He turns and looks north.

The brother who betrayed me is still sitting in my place in the Northern Frontier.

The capital's family who stabbed me in the back is still raising a glass in celebration.

The Obsidian Organization overseas is still at large.

Qin Chen puts on his black dragon-embroidered coat and opens the door.

"Not one of you is getting away."

Twelve former subordinates who vanished from the world return to their posts from all directions

the King of Mines cuts off supplies, intelligence networks are shut down, the Capital's Judge overturns the case, thirty thousand mercenaries surround the city, and the Queen of Gamblers freezes the assets of seven nations...

The northern and southern forces unite and pursue their targets across the border.

The Dragon King has returned to this world.