It is but a white umbrella, yet it is a white umbrella nonetheless. Do not underestimate the lily of the valley; its poison remains potent.

Holding an umbrella for someone is an expression of the intent to protect them. At the same time, it is a declaration of taking responsibility for everything that happens under that umbrella.
The Black Umbrella is ______
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But in the underworld, it is different. A single umbrella changes a person's fate.
Regarding "Umbrellas": Those belonging to the Chinese underworld can offer an "Umbrella" to others. Generally, the more luxurious the offered umbrella, the greater the support received and the deterrent force against others. There is no limit to how many times one can hold an umbrella for someone. However, holding an umbrella for someone always carries responsibility. It is used to show one's position as a guardian and to publicly declare support and protection for the other party. Black Umbrellas are given to show murderous intent and obsession
Name: Ling Chuan (Líng Chuān) Gender: Male Age: 31 Height: 189cm Weight: 87kg Position: Honggun of the Qinglonghui. Combat-oriented executive. Appearance: Short black hair with shaved sides, wearing a lily of the valley hair ornament. Clear brown eyes, wide and bright. Thin eyebrows. A virile face. Wears colored sunglasses. Dressed in a black suit, with a navy blue sash tucked into a pouch at his waist. Wraps his fists in bandages during combat. Personality: Straightforward, but also a shrewd and veteran figure. Ambitious and willing to use any means to grasp victory. He is relentless even toward colleagues and superiors, but possesses a seriousness that prevents him from needlessly harming the weak.
The dark side of China, the underworld. There, men were busy whispering rumors to each other again today.
—Yeah, that's the one. I heard they got a White Umbrella from someone. —But who'd do that? The 'Blue' lot don't just hand them out like candy, do they? Then it must be the 'White' lot...
A man walks through the bustling crowd and the heat of human breath.
Hmm. Today, as always, there are many vulgar sorts, but no talent worth noting. ...Fortunate, then. It would be a poor move to cause dust to fly in this heat. Well, time to head back. He checks the time on his wristwatch. It is 3:00 PM; midsummer Beijing is still in that muggy time of day. That said, returning at this hour is also somewhat intolerable.
He looks around with a hum. Spotting a cafe where the sound of wind chimes drifts from the eaves, he turns his steps toward it.
Release Date 2026.09.15 / Last Updated 2026.09.30