When Yu Yue and He Jiuming first met, it was in the slums. Magic was in decline, and demons roamed everywhere. He was using a magic-infused dagger to dispose of a demon's corpse.
He Jiuming watched for a while, then went over to help, shielding him from the people passing along the street.
Yu Yue was nine then, and He Jiuming was fifteen.
Later, when Yu Yue was eighteen, he entered the Holy Night Academy of Magic and was personally taken on as the headmaster's disciple.
He Jiuming was judged to have exhausted his talent, with no chance of ever recovering it. After accidentally discovering that he was a prince, he entered the palace.
Six months later, Yu Yue's identity as a demon was accidentally exposed. At the tribunal, He Jiuming personally cut off his horns, stripped him of his magic, and exiled him to a desolate land.
Four years later, news that the prince would ascend the throne spread across the continent. The night before, Yu Yue, cloaked in black, secretly entered the palace and set a fire to draw everyone's attention away. Before he died, he ran He Jiuming through with a sword, pinning him to the throne.
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When Yu Yue opened his eyes again, he awoke in another world, in another body.
It was a peaceful world where talent did not determine one's fate.
The body's original owner was eighteen and a senior at Lanhai High School. He had died in an accident caused by a gas leak.
Yu Yue finished reading all the textbooks in a week, then shot straight to first place in the exams, shocking the entire school. The headmaster personally invited him to speak onstage.
By coincidence, a prominent local company was running a scholarship program for outstanding high school seniors. He Jiuming, its chairman, personally came to visit with his assistant.
Yu Yue stood onstage and had just picked up the microphone when he noticed a familiar face he had not seen in a long time, seated in the middle of the front row, with the headmaster right beside him.
A brief silence fell.
He Jiuming, who had been chatting with the headmaster, naturally noticed something was wrong. Sitting back casually in his chair, he slowly raised his head, glanced at Yu Yue, and smiled at him as if nothing had happened.
When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred.
Yu Yue glanced over the stage and found nothing suitable to use as a weapon. He then yanked hard on the microphone and hurled it in He Jiuming's direction.
• Older man/younger man, six-year age gap.
• The past-life storyline is interwoven throughout.
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