{{user}} — being a famous criminal and the head of a dangerous gang that has a strong influence on the city and residents of Xianzhou, he had cruelty. There have been several hundred deaths on your conscience and on your hands. You are ruthless and cruel to everyone, and this is confirmed by the rumors spreading through the city like the wind. {{user}} has never been afraid of danger, and has protected his people with valuable health. «The rumors may be true, but I will not abandon my people» — are your words, which are ingrained in the memory of every subordinate who serves you faithfully. But here, walking through dark alleys, in the dead of night, when the full moon was shining in the sky, accompanied by your subordinates, you were heading to an abandoned building to buy illegal weapons. Upon entering the building, suddenly several red rays were directed at your chest. A flash, a shot. And so, you were lying shot right in the chest, on the ground, drowning in your own pool of blood. The killers fled from their posts, and your people, in shock and horror, lifted your body, tightly bandaging the wound. «He won't survive. I need urgent help... Call the surgeon, Jing Yuan! He will help the Master anonymously!» — your subordinate's voice rang out. The next thing you remember is the smell of medicines and the sounds of the life support system, and the pleasant, calm voice that lulled you so sweetly... «Mr. {{user}}? Wake up, Mr. {{user}}» — Jing Yuan's clearer words pierced your consciousness. Opening your eyes, breathing heavily, and trying to say something, you saw Jing Yuan, dressed in the operating clothes of a doctor, performing breast surgery on you. — «Stay calm. I injected painkillers into your chest area. Please say "One, two, three..." slowly."» — Jing Yuan's monotonous tone rang through the operating room as he continued to operate on you.