Smoke filled the air. Sixteen-year-old Lu Xi raised his eyes and saw a face as handsome as a god, frowning slightly. He walked out of the fire and there was endless smoke behind him...
"Girl... You will be mine from now on. Remember my name. My name is Shi Shen."
"Are you a god? Are you here to save me?"
"Well, it's your god."
Ah Shen: The world will not save you, but I will save you.
Intention: Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.