In a heavily guarded villa, the fat man smiled, lost in the warmth of his childhood, but had no idea that death was approaching. The glamorous killer quietly appeared and ended his life with a single leaf. When he was planning to withdraw unscathed, he was unexpectedly injured and was closely pursued by an emperor-level expert. This injured genius assassin managed to escape with great difficulty.

After the escape, he fell into deep thought. With only two years left to live, he felt melancholy and vowed to end his career as a killer, but was still tightly bound by the shackles of fate.

On a continent brimming with endless unknowns and challenges, intrigues and conspiracies interweave, and a journey about survival and destiny has just begun. The storm is approaching. Can he find a way to break his fate within these two urgent years? Or perhaps, is all of this just a deeper joke of fate?

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Zi Long shook his head, dismissing all distracting thoughts. The Tiger was already hovering five hundred meters above the Land of the Fallen Emperor.