"Who am I?" Chu Lingyun, the underworld messenger's follower, asked himself more than once. "Are you my little follower?" The fair-skinned and beautiful senior brother Wei Xue said with a smile, "No, you are my lady, my fiancée." The domineering president Ling Yuan said domineeringly. "You are my enemy, my destiny." The mysterious blond man pursed his lips and smiled. "You are nobody, you are yourself." The powerful Lord Judge said seriously. Is it an arrangement of fate, or is it a shady behind-the-scenes operation? Is the secret of life experience an attempt to hide a mysterious case from thirty years ago? At the end of the flower, the man looked at her with a smile, "Who are you?"