My name is Si Yiyan. My mother was the one who named me.
According to the ancient Chinese dictionary, Yan means splendor.
Yan represents the warmth and brightness of the shining and outstanding sun.
My name was inspired by a book written by Zhang Heng.
My mother has always hoped that I could live under the sun and enjoy its warmth. At the same time, she also wanted me to be as magnificent and outstanding as the sun.
I always thought that I would grow up to meet my mother’s expectations.
However, when my mother laid in my father’s arms covered in blood, my father was overwhelmed with agony and at last, he pulled the trigger and shot himself dead with the gun that had been by his side throughout his life. I then took control of the Xiasi Group which started to face a crisis and was on the brink of falling apart.
Father’s most loyal subordinates helped shield me while I escaped.
I watched them fall, one by one, and their crimson blood stained my beautiful memories. Only then did I know that my so-called beautiful memories were all created by them.
From then on, I had a new name!
Xia Sijiu! (Ninth Si)
The surname “Xia” originates from the Xia Dynasty during which the first emperor was crowned. He was then known as Xiasi!
Rumor has it that the Xiasi family still carries the blood of Emperor Xuanyuan and is the most prestigious bloodline of China!
I am the most prestigious successor of Xiasi.
My father’s subordinates sent me to the Capital city of China and left me in the car of the teacher whom my father respected the most, the esteemed and reputable Old Mr. Mo.
I learned the four arts, ancient theories, political ideologies, history and political strategies from Old Mr. Mo. I also became a pious Buddhist. I’m good at devising schemes and strategies.
Three years later, the Xiasi Group faced a destructive blow in Russia because of the political restraints. At the age of ten, I headed to Russia with the Xiasi Group’s token.
Throughout the seven years that I lived in Russia, I got threatened, hunted down, plotted against, kidnapped and assassinated. At last, I stood on the highest pedestal of Lucifer and got worshiped by many.
At that time, everyone called me Rex!
Rex is a very interesting English name.
However, it means leader in Latin!
It represents unparalleled power and authority.
Of course, there were some who fearfully called me Lucifer!
Lucifer used to be one of the extraordinary angels, who then fell into Satan’s path!
Lucifer represents arrogance, one of the seven sins!
I ended the seven-year power struggle in Xiasi Group and stood on top of the world after implementing a new system.
I began to investigate about my mother’s death as well as the origins of the disharmony in Xiasi Group.
At last, I found out about the Korean-Chinese Alliance!
That organization began infiltrating Xiasi Group’s management dynamics several decades ago and stealthily began encroaching on Xiasi Group’s power. My mother’s death was a result of their manipulation of my second uncle and my father’s suicide granted them their wishes to control Xiasi Group.
They were the ones who caused the internal department of Lucifer to fall apart and an intense power struggle ensued. The Ivanov Family almost ruined us.
I began to plan my crazy revenge on them. Firstly, I used my power over Lucifer to restore my authority in Xiasi Group. Next, I carried out a complete wipeout of the Korean-Chinese Alliance in Italy.
Next, it was Russia!
The dauntless and fearsome Korean-Chinese Alliance became weak and vulnerable before me.
At last, I shifted my target to the Capital city in China!
My story begins from here.
Huaishan Cemetery was the best burial ground in Capital city, for it was situated in a pleasant environment full of lakes and mountains.
A black car slowly made its way down the hill of Huaishan Cemetery. The door of the car was opened and Gu Yuehan alighted before opening the door on the other side.
Si Yiyan alighted with a bouquet of pure and bright orchids and slowly made his way up the stairs.
The stairs were narrow and could only fit two people. The stairs were endless and it was as if they could lead to Heaven.
Si Yiyan stood in front of a tomb and stared at the aged and wrinkled face on the tombstone. He bent forward and placed the orchids in front of the tomb. “Although you didn’t officially take me in as your disciple, you did teach me and take me under your wing when I was at my lowest. You showered me with love, care, and concern, and even taught me well. I’ll never forget what you’ve done for me.
Old Mr. Mo was the man whom Si Yiyan respected the most. Without Old Mr. Mo, he probably wouldn’t have come this far. Back then, he headed to Russia and only returned seven years later. He then heard that the Wen Family had reunited with their biological flesh and blood who was also Old Mr. Mo’s granddaughter. He initially wanted to visit her but could not do so due to various reasons.
It had been seven years since Old Mr. Mo’s demise.
It had been seven years since he returned to the city after attending Old Mr. Mo’s burial.
“Let’s go!” Si Yiyan said calmly before turning around to leave.
Gu Yuehan followed closely behind him.
“How is Wen Xinya?” asked Si Yiyan, who knew that Wen Xinya was Old Mr. Mo’s only granddaughter. He didn’t like Wen Xinya because he found her to be heartless and unfit for being Old Mr. Mo’s granddaughter, because she let Old Mr. Mo end up living the last years of his life in a lonely and melancholic manner. He only agreed to look after her on the account that she was Old Mr. Mo’s granddaughter.
“Henry informed us that her drug addiction has been kept under control. She should be able to kick it after a few more months,” Gu Yuehan said in a monotonous voice.
Wen Xinya had been addicted to drugs for seven years and Si Yiyan had arranged for the best doctor in the world to help her kick her addiction. However, she kept slipping back into her habits and addiction, and only decided to set her mind to kicking it after seeing Xu Zhenyu being put behind bars for drug possession. Thanks to the Xu Family, he was only jailed for three years.
“She does have some willpower and is not exactly hopeless, after all. If she can pull through this, I’ll give her a new chance to start over. I hope she won’t let Old Mr. Mo down.”
After Old Mr. Mo’s death, he began looking after Wen Xinya. However, she had already begun destroying herself then, thus making him extremely disappointed. He had the heart to take care of her and yet, she chose to ruin herself. If it weren’t because of his help, she would have died long ago.