Crack!
A crisp sound, like a bolt of thunder exploding behind the clouds.
After the abrupt noise came a return to quietness, a dead stillness.
It symbolized the extinguishing of a life force, the return journey of a departed soul.
Shangguan Qinglei's neck was twisted, his pupils still carried a trace of shock and disbelief, as though he saw the truth just before death.
Deep within his eyes lay a hidden rage and a plea for mercy...
But it was snuffed out before it could burgeon, as his life came to an end.
He never would have imagined that his killer... would be this person!
This person who could suddenly appear, like a ghost, claiming his life!
Li Nuanxi's father!
That gentle and refined young man.
That man who had no presence.
That bumpkin from Fei Lei City!
Just before Shangguan Qinglei died, there was only one thought left in his mind...
Could it be... 'beat the small, invite the big'?
