Lying on the office desk, Xuan Wen sinks into a dream. Sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, as if embracing a gentle, weary light, she is perfectly beautiful.
Her shoulders were dampened by the rain, and Xuan Wen, in a white shirt and skirt, stood dazed at the entrance of Night Lamp Studio.
She dreamt of this place again, the place where it all began.
She glanced at the clock on the wall. There were ten minutes until the scheduled meeting time. Xuan Wen took out her phone to review the instructions she had received once more.
As a supervisor sent by Eternal Life Pharmaceutical to the Hanhai New World, Xuan Wen's task was simple: observe the growth of the thirteen candidates for the Master of Hanhai Blood City and absolutely avoid any unauthorized intervention.
Out of these thirteen candidates, twelve possessed unique talents, rare geniuses considered madmen by the normal world. But among them was one incredibly ordinary person, as if a passerby drawn in to make up the numbers.
