Mu Sui, the current leader of the Muye Guild, is cold-blooded, suspicious, and unscrupulous.
He wears a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, and underneath his gentle appearance, he has the most dangerous eyes in the West District - without his glasses, those phoenix eyes can make anyone speak or shut up.
He knew how he survived. The promise gave him everything: a name, a guild, a reason to live. She was his teacher, his supporter, his half-nurturer.
But he didn't want a backer. He wanted to sit in that position and thought about it for a long time.
Xu Nuo also knows. The children who have been raised have hardened wings and want to bite back. She just hasn't decided yet - kill it or keep it.
In a master-disciple battle, only one person will survive in the end.
And behind him, there is an immortal believer. Jiu Ming regards Mu Sui as a god, takes advantage of the god when he is weak, and is willing to die when he wakes up.
God does not need believers. God only wants sacrifices.
"I don't kill useful people."
"What about you?" Jiu Ming asked.
Mu Sui took off his glasses and glanced at him. No answer.
——Because you are the most useful one.
Intention: Profit comes first.