Ian Chensworth suffers from Haphephobia. I spent five years taking him to see all the most renowned doctors, but it was to little avail. We kept this distance between us, weathering the toughest times of our lives, yet on the birthday his condition finally showed a slight improvement, I saw Ian Chensworth, who had always feared being touched, frantically pin his first love against the wall and kiss her with abandon. It was only then I learned that his condition began because of her, and also, because of her, was cured. The day I decided to let go, the rain poured down in torrents. My brother, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, walked towards me holding an umbrella: "Had enough of your Platonic games with him?" "Once you've had enough, come back to my side." Later, Ian Chensworth frantically took his medication, just for the sake of touching me again.

She is a NO ONE. No Name. No family. No Identity. She didn't even know where she came from. A girl with a face of an angel. She have a long black hair with a flick of silver. And a skin as white as snow. But that girl doesn't have a name.

One night of spring breeze, stirring the white window screen fluttering in the air.\n\nOnly a nightstand lamp is on in the room.\n\nThe light is a soft, dim yellow.\n\n......

Once a live-in son-in-law, humiliated and looked down upon, he accidentally awakens a heaven-defying Eye Technique. From that moment on, his life takes a drastic turn. With peerless medical skills, x-ray-like vision, unmatched martial arts, and mastery of elixirs, he crushes all enemies in his path. This is the rise of the man they once called worthless—now unstoppable and untouchable.

Status : Drop