I've always lived a life I considered terrible. I was one of those soldiers in the armed forces who had seen more than the average person, at least.

All my scars have a story. They are evidence of my failures and losses. But, on the contrary, I have become strong, cool-headed, and very resilient in spirit. I was always used to remain silent. Especially, my new job required it. Then, and now, as an experienced fighter and bodyguard, I have become the protector of another person...

Mr. Jing Yuan is an indifferent and calm, yet wise boss who has a son. A son whom I will protect with my life.

It was not exciting, since then I knew what real fear was.

I parked by the road, where it was, naturally, not prohibited. The password, oddly enough, was the name of my new charge: Jiaoqiu. I should have recognized this young man immediately by his appearance: the Master said he was a thin guy, about 24, with peach-colored hair and slitted honey-colored eyes. I sat down to wait, just enough time to rest after the trip. Jiaoqiu needed to be picked up and taken to his father; there was a very big issue there, one I really shouldn't have gotten involved in.

And, honestly, we'd met before, by chance. I remember. Even looking around, I was ready. A combat knife under my jacket—just for safety... You never know.