In 2123 of the New Era, the Alliance's most dangerous heretical organization, Divine Blessing, was finally dismantled. The deputy captain of Special Operations Team One perished alongside the organization's boss during the raid on Divine Blessing, leaving no remains.
Afterward, anyone could see in the grand halls of honor a man who had lived barely half as long as the others.
Ye Ran, a worker in the logistics department of Yao Xing Academy, had this to say:
Could they stop putting the photo so high up? I have to climb a ladder every time I dust it. : )
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Ye Ran did odd jobs around the academy, watching the gates and hauling things every day. He was perfectly happy to lie flat.
That is, until he caught sight of someone he had not seen in years at Yao Xing Academy's centennial celebration. He remembered the days long ago when that person would grab him by the nape and lift him up.
Ye Ran: ... I can't afford to provoke him. Better stay far away.
But halfway through the celebration, the event was attacked by a heretical organization. Ye Ran secretly intervened and saved a few children.
He was about to slip away quietly, leaving no trace of his good deed, when a low, clear voice sounded behind him.
"Wait."
The unhurried thud of leather boots drew closer, like a beast locking onto its coveted prey.
Ye Ran was forced to stop. He turned around stiffly, his lips moving a few times without managing to say anything.
Jin Yan studied the stranger's face, those dark eyes looking so cunningly familiar, and his expression tightened slightly.
His face betrayed nothing as he asked in an even voice, "Who are you?"
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Jin Yan became captain of Special Operations Team One at a young age, with a bright future ahead of him. After being promoted for his achievements to chief executive of City A, he was admired by everyone.
Only those around him knew that, year after year, he had become colder and more imposing, a man who would brook no disagreement, like ice that never melted.
That was until Jin Yan spotted someone amid the clamorous, flickering blaze.
That person's fluid combat skills and attempts to sneak away looked incredibly familiar.
Just like his deputy captain, who had been dead for years.
Calm, perceptive, and controlling x carefree and fond of playing dumb, but a terrible actor
A refreshing secret identity story about pretending to be weak to catch the strong; the setting mainly serves the plot, so the logic may go off the rails
Theme: May all calamities end with me
