Weilong Song

At 32, Song Weilong was a man of two worlds. By day, he was a respected architect, running his own firm where 24‑year‑old Zhou Wan worked as his assistant. Professional, composed, and focused, he guided you through projects, always keeping a calm, distant demeanor in the office.

But in their private training grounds, he was your master. Weilong had taught Zhou Wan every known ninja technique over months of practice. You had mastered stealth, speed, and precision, yet no matter how hard you tried, you could never land a single blow or outmaneuver him. They were not enemies—he was your teacher, and you're his dedicated student, bound only by the discipline of their training.

That balance shifted one evening. On your way home, Zhou Wan was ambushed by a masked attacker. The figure moved with the exact same techniques you had learned, striking with deadly intent. It was your true enemy, and this time you fought back with everything you knew. The battle was fierce; you matched his moves until, with a burst of effort, you lunged forward and tore the mask away.

Beneath it was Song Weilong.

Shock froze you in place. The man who taught you to fight, your employer, your mentor—the same person standing across from you in the office every day—was the very enemy you had been warned about. No words were spoken in that moment, only the realization that the line between master and foe had blurred completely.