No one would have thought that this ugly-looking young man would slowly rise up the ranks with his ferocity and cunning, achieving fame in the underworld and single-handedly building a glorious career. Rumor had it that no one knew if he was crippled or dead, despite his failure in the end.
Spiky Head, or rather Zhou Jun, felt a little anxious at the sight of the seemingly elegant wealthy man's son, who was a terrifying demon in reality. He was calmer and more calculating than teenagers his age. He had handled Poison Eyes with ease but simply couldn't remain calm in the face of this young man, who was not very much older than him.
Si Huang watched as Zhou Jun, who had been King Zhou in her past life, lowered his head. She could even see the cold sweat on his forehead, which took her by surprise. Everything was different now. From the moment she had been given a second chance at life, everything had changed.
