As the Devil King's servant, Zhu Mingxi's sole wish is to earn enough gold coins to redeem his contract and forever escape the cruel, tyrannical ruler who seeks to destroy the world. Until one day. He steps into a mirror. Inside the mirror, he glimpses the hidden, twisted sides of everyone around him. An innocent girl reveals towering jealousy. A gentle man exposes a murderous cruelty. And the Devil King, already vicious and unhinged—what monstrous face would he reveal? Zhu Mingxi shudders. Yet the next moment, the ruthless Devil King tackles him to the ground, trembling as he kisses his cheeks. "Don't abandon me... Please, I beg you." Zhu Mingxi: So this is the legendary *"aloof on the outside, wagging his tail wildly in secret"*? And so— Zhu Mingxi starts courting (disaster). Devil King: "Go extract the finger bones of those three dwarves and grind them into fertilizer." Zhu Mingxi: "No, that's too gory." Devil King: "Go cut off the princess's hair for potion ingredients." Zhu Mingxi: "No, that's too cruel." Devil King: "Fetch me a blade. I’m going to kill one disobedient servant—" Zhu Mingxi: "NO—!" The next second, the Devil King personally drags a blade against Zhu Mingxi's throat. Zhu Mingxi: *"...!"* Zhu Mingxi (internally): *AAAAH! Weren’t you supposed to love me desperately?! Someone save me! WHAT THE HELL DID I SEE IN THAT MIRROR?!* *** The Devil King has been deprived of his lover for centuries. Until one day— His youthful beloved, wielding a time-warping mirror, steps back into his world. Just like the day they first met. Now there's just one problem: His lover seems about to be executed by his past self. What to do? What to do? Just imprison his past self and take his place. The future Devil King smiles with delight. [Bonus Scene] The Devil King harbors an unspeakable grievance. In his memory, their first night together, his lover once murmured in confusion: *"You’re not as good as last time..."* **Devil King:** *"..."* His face stiffens. His heart stops. He is convinced some wicked sorcerer must have impersonated him and seduced his naïve beloved. Gnashing his teeth, the Devil King forces a smile and quietly accepts the cuckold’s hat: *"Shh. Don’t speak."* Years later— He travels back in time, slipping into his oblivious lover’s bed. *"Shh. Don’t speak."* Let’s not wake his younger self next door.