When Shen Qinglan opened her eyes, she became the daughter of a criminal who was exiled to Lingnan.
The prison car swayed into the humid dock. What others saw was barbaric miasma, but she smelled the smell of money in the air - it was the smell of gold fermented by South Sea spices, Persian carpets, Kunlun ivory and Lingnan pearls in the salty and humid sea breeze.
Mission: Reconstruct order in adversity, and define freedom with wisdom