Li Mu Yang had read countless stories like this: a villain, in order to keep a major secret, ruthlessly murdered everyone who discovered it, one after another.
Every time he read about a villain killing someone, Li Mu Yang would burn with nameless fury. He hated that villain to the bone, thinking he was the greatest bastard and scum in the world for murdering innocent people over a secret of his own.
Among his victims, some were even the people in the world who had treated him best—his own family.
But Li Mu Yang had never imagined that he, too, would become such a villain.
To protect a certain secret, he would have to kill the people he desperately wanted to protect.
Because of the human-dragon war tens of thousands of years ago, humanity regarded the dragons as its greatest threat, while the dragons likewise bore a blood feud against humanity.
Humans were not tolerated by the dragons. After generation upon generation of rulers had indoctrinated them, every hot-blooded youth in Divine Land dreamed of defeating the evil dragons and becoming a dragon-slaying hero admired by all and remembered through the ages.
Yet that old dragon of the dragon clan had left behind a seed through his own body, fusing Dragon King's Tears with himself in the hope that, one day, he could use his own hands to destroy humanity and avenge his people.
Burdened with such a secret, Li Mu Yang had lived under tremendous pressure.
He could not let anyone know that he was a dragon. He could not even speak of it to those closest to him.
Besides, human hearts were evil. He had no way to trust anyone, nor could he know for certain whether Qian Du would still be willing to keep his secret after