Across the town, far from Lei Xinyi and her troubles, in the upmost floor of the tallest sky scrapper in the capital, a man stood facing the glass window. Facing the only barrier that had him away from the outer world, he stood there alone.
Alone…..as an emperor on his reign. Valiant, intrepid and alone. Nobody saw the great capital as he saw. What he saw was a world below him, as nothing more than insignificant creatures, his subjects, his puppets. He had power to destroy anyone in sight.
He was the most powerful man in the country with significant influence overseas. He could do anything as he liked. If he didn't like the authorities, they have to bend. If he didn't like the view, it had to be molded.
He ruled. He ruled to the extremes because he was born to rule and he did it with brutal measures, without batting his eyes. He had never been a man to relent.
