Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

Ouyang Hai picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.


He drank a cup of tea as if it were a jar of wine.


Then, Ouyang Hai put the teacup back on the table in front of him. His smile was no longer as unrestrained as before. Instead, it was replaced by a subtle grin. He then said four words to Shu Guan.


Shu Guan also picked up his teacup, took a sip, and put the teacup down with a smile before saying:


As he spoke, Shu Guan suddenly remembered an old song from his previous life:


Will you suddenly appear at the coffee shop on the corner of the street, I will smile and say hello, and sit down and chat with you.


Only, there were no coffee shops here, only Zouma Hall. Moreover, if possible, Shu Guan would rather not sit and chat with this person.


Truth be told, he and Ouyang Hai were not close at all. They had only met once at Xu Pingxi's home.


Chapter 31: Master Fu'an