He is strong and cold-blooded, cunning and vicious, with a changeable personality. He can turn his hands into clouds and rain. No matter how evil he is, his arrogant and domineering subordinates always look down upon him and are so submissive that they dare not go too far.
He looks ugly, speaks viciously, has tangled muscles, and has no sense of humor. Yet, countless beauties throw themselves into his arms and smile coquettishly, and there is an endless stream of them.
He used his blood-stained hands to spend 31 years peacefully as he pleased.
He was alone and had no one to accompany him.
Short body, limp hands and feet, unremarkable face, long hair, not-so-peaceful airport... Hmm~ What's wrong with me, am I dreaming?