Only a fallen enemy is a worthy enemy, and only a conquered beauty is… ahem. Hua Tianyu, the living emblem of the King of Soldiers! This work is officially signed—read with confidence!
Shangjiang City, the provincial capital of Tiannan Province, lies on the southeastern coast of China, boasting a thriving economy. Swan International Group, one of the city's rising stars over recent years, already owns its own skyscraper here—the Swan International Tower.
It was not yet nine in the morning, the peak of the workday rush. Crowds gathered in front of every elevator on the ground floor of Swan International Tower, waiting impatiently. Wei Xueying, deep in thought over a contract, drifted into the executive elevator tucked away in the corner and pressed the button for the sixty-sixth floor, along with the door-close button.
“Wait…”
Startled, Wei Xueying looked up. The voice had sounded from the entrance just a heartbeat before; in the next instant, a shadow slipped into the elevator at the very moment the doors closed.
She was taken aback. “This is the executive elevator. How did the security let someone in so casually?”
But before she could voice her protest, he spoke first.
“Hey, beautiful! It takes a hundred years of fate to share a boat, a thousand years to share an elevator! So glad to meet you again after a millennium. Let me introduce myself—my name is Hua Tianyu.”
As the king of mercenaries who, just last week, had fought his way through blood and corpses, crossing the distance from the entrance to the elevator was nothing more than the blink of an eye for Hua Tianyu. Security guards were mere shadows, easily bypassed. Noticing the emptiest elevator, he slipped inside with a swift step, so quickly the g