C10 He is the boss

Ziyan Qing turned back slowly, his expression frostbitten. His eyes—sharp and ablaze—could kill. If looks could destroy, Xia Denzong would have perished on the spot.

He still remembered that photograph from years ago. The girl in the image wasn’t her, no matter what the world claimed. They’d declared her dead, written her off like a forgotten page—but not him. Not Ziyan Qing. In his heart