In his previous life, Xu Yi might still have believed in the words "what goes around comes around," even as he walked the road to eternal damnation, never to be reborn.
Living off the blood money of others, Xu Yi never imagined he would fail to fulfill his lifelong wish of seeing Hell with his own eyes.
He had never been afraid to walk alone. Even when the bloody memories of his past made the guilt weighing on him all the more undeniable in the dead of night, he still braced himself with his not-so-thick skull and prepared to keep banging his head against a wall.
But before he had even grown up, an accidental love letter threw all his plans into disarray. Xu Yi had meant to fight to the death with a thug and a pervert, but after being slowly softened like a frog in warm water, he somehow lost his taste for fighting and brawling.
So be it. He might as well lose himself in beauty and start over.
