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He rose amidst the hail of bullets and webs of conspiracy, wielding power in Southern Europe with ruthless mastery, his hands stained with blood, leaving all who heard his name trembling in fear. That was, until he met Ji Linlin... He was a stranger to love, accustomed to plunder. "Ji Linlin, for every time you escape, I will take a life." He kissed her, claimed her, and ensnared her, yet gave her everything he could offer. Together, they had traversed the war-torn land of Syria, feeling the sting of bullets whizzing past, and walked through the blood-soaked carnage, stepping on severed limbs of enemies as they advanced... He believed time would make her submit, that distance would eventually ignite her affection.
Her life now hung by a thread. The man who had once rejected the divine and revered only power now found himself clutching a string of prayer beads. "You believe in Buddha, don't you?" he asked. "If you don't wake, I will destroy every temple." Later, he added, "Ji Linlin, as long as you awaken... you can have my life, you can leave me, whatever you wish." The man who feared no death trembled at the thought of her life hanging in the balance.
She finally escaped. And he, in turn, lost his sanity.
Once-he sought dominion, he craved power. But later-among all the treasures in the world, the only thing he desired was Ji Linlin. The man who could command legions of soldiers was ultimately defeated by the one he could not conquer-the Chinese girl who would never bow. He had spent his life taking countless lives. Yet, in the end, he gave his life for one. He was a godfather, and she, his devout believer.