Number One Under Heaven
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Last published Mon, Feb 1, 2021
Born with a golden spoon in his mouth, Tian Yi is a young man with a status above all and below none.
However, that status came with a price- his freedom.
Tired of being confined in his home for his entire life, Tian Yi decided to leave for the outside world.
This is a story of an innocent young man who is perfect in every way with only one deficiency- his lack of common sense.
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