Summary
As a Shadow Guard of the Prince’s Mansion, I was framed by my fellow disciples and died at the bottom of a cliff. When I opened my eyes again, it was a world I had never seen. My clothes were disheveled, my hair a mess, and the handsome man before me was talking to a glowing tile in his hand. He sucked on a stick of sesame candy, blew choking smoke into my face, and grabbed my chin. “The Ling Family really went all out. Fine, let’s see what you’ve got.” I immediately used Subdue Tiger Palm, then threw him over my shoulder to the ground. Moments later, I realized that he probably wasn’t referring to that kind of “what you’ve got.”