Han Wei's first half of life was full of drama: indebted parents, a broken home, troublemaking brothers, and a family that left him reeling. He learned to endure pressure from childhood, and on his eighteenth birthday discovered that he was the reincarnation of a Divine Official, able to see the past and future and control the course of life. After foreseeing the descent of the Chang King, he volunteered to descend to the mortal realm and avert disaster.
From then on, Han Wei devoted himself to hunting the Chang. Once, caught in a life-threatening predicament, he had no choice but to call for help from the Spirit Court.
Good news: A great Divine Official came.
Bad news: It was his longtime nemesis, Zhu Ciyin.
Zhu Ciyin. An oddity among the gods, a rogue among Divine Officials. Once, his unorthodox behavior led Han to strip him of his emotions. Since then, he'd felt neither affection nor desire.
In a word, the man had no heart.
"Want me to help? Become my Dao servant!"
Zhu Ciyin declared arrogantly, "Make me happy, and maybe I'll lend you a hand!"
The day he took Han Wei under his wing, Zhu Ciyin devised over a hundred ways to torment him.
And then he repeatedly rescued Han Wei from evil Changs, patiently tied him up at home and fed him, paid off the tens of millions in debt owed by the Han family, and got rid of everyone who had ever wronged Han Wei.
If asked, he'd say it was all part of his plan, and this was his revenge.
If asked, he'd say he had no heart and would never develop real feelings for Han Wei.
If asked...
"Han Wei, where will you go when this life is over?" Zhu Ciyin asked.
Han Wei smiled. "Isn't that obvious?"
"When the time comes, I'll go back to Heaven with you."
At the end of his life, Han Wei perished alongside the Chang King.
Then he vanished.
He was nowhere in the Spirit Court, had not returned to the Underworld, and left no trace. His whereabouts were unknown.
The gods concluded that Divine Official Han had fulfilled his merits and attained complete liberation, his body and spirit dispersed.
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Sunshine, beaches, a foreign land.
A wonderful divine life begins with going on the run.
With the Chang King vanquished, Han Wei slipped overseas and assumed a new identity, living as a carefree immortal.
The lands of foreigners were beyond the jurisdiction of Eastern gods. No one could possibly find him. He would live the rest of his life for himself. As for that loud, blustering Divine Official Zhu...
He'd merely lost an unpleasant Dao servant. Why would he care?
The next second, a familiar figure appeared in the South Pacific downpour.
The storm darkened the sky, and the waves rose like mountains.
The great Divine Official who smiled at everyone and gave his heart to no one was now a storm of anger and resentment... looking at him, aggrieved and soaked to the skin.
"Long time no see, my little Dao servant."
Zhu Ciyin's voice trembled, no longer its usual calm and confident self.
"You died right in front of me, then lied and said you'd come back to keep me company. I haven't slept a single night since you left... It took me three whole years to get a visa to this godforsaken place!"
1. An unconventional fake death, devoted to each other, one-on-one, happy ending.
2. A careless, heartless man who seems frivolous but is serious inside, 1 × a mature, perceptive person who seems gentle but is strong inside, 0.
You say you have no heart, but you just haven't experienced the joys of having a wife.jpg
Theme: Wishing you peace and safety throughout your life.
