He is a cold-blooded assassin.

HUMAN EMPEROR

How can stolen love end well?

The spring wind was warm, and Jian Mo sat on the balcony, her white feet gently swaying. The man downstairs looked at her feet and frowned. "Jane Mo, get down here!" "Yang Zhexu, I'm not going to let you do whatever you want to me anymore." For a moment she seemed to be freed, and the colorful butterflies came out of nowhere and danced around her, spreading their wings. The balcony was empty except for bells of pure gold. "'Jianmo!'" Yang Zhexu's eyes snapped open, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. It was a nightmare. At that moment, an urgent voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Yang, bad news, Miss Jane has run away again!"

In his prime, he should have achieved great success in his career and been admired by others. However, unexpectedly betrayed by his adopted son, he fled and found himself encountering a pack of wolf cubs, each of them seemingly eager to devour him.