The morning sun filtered softly through the delicate curtains of the villa, casting warm patterns on the wooden floor. Lin Wei sat quietly at the dining table, sipping his tea, his expression calm and unreadable. Around him, the gentle laughter and chatter of his wives filled the room—a peaceful melody that he cherished more than anything.
There was Mei, the elegant and graceful eldest wife, her eyes sparkling with kindness. Beside her, Xia, fiery and spirited, teasing the younger ones with playful jokes. And then there was Lian, the quiet and gentle soul who always seemed to understand him without words.
To the world, Lin Wei was simply a devoted husband, living an unremarkable life. But beneath that calm exterior, a storm brewed—a power ancient and vast, hidden carefully beneath layers of secrecy.
As his wives busied themselves with the morning chores, Lin Wei's mind drifted to the shadows beneath the city. The underworld he once ruled, a realm of darkness and whispers, still pulsed with life. Though he had vowed to leave that world behind, his heart remained tethered to it—for his family's safety depended on his vigilance.
"Lin Wei," Mei's voice softened, pulling him back to the present. "You've been quiet. Is everything alright?"
He smiled gently. "Just thinking. Nothing to worry about."
The laughter returned, and the day moved forward in its gentle rhythm. But somewhere, in the depths of the city's underbelly, the gears of fate had begun to turn—and Lin Wei knew that soon, peace would be shattered.