Yan ZK

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife.
The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them.
Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties.
The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine.
Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles.
The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era.
The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.
(Solo female lead)

Why do I have so many masters?

After parting with Jiang Shouyi, Wang Anfeng couldn't tell if it was an illusion, but he felt as if seventy percent of his exhaustion had dissipated, and even the bruises on his fists didn't hurt as much.


Upon returning home and barely pushing open the front door, he saw a huge bluestone in the courtyard with a familiar figure sitting on it, robust and tall, dressed in tattered clothes, his left hand holding a wine jar, and his white hair wild like a lion's mane. Wang Anfeng paused slightly and said,


Li Qidao lifted his gaze; when his eyes locked onto the chains on the young man's body, the rage he had suppressed began to rise from within his chest. After a moment, he finally spoke,


"Did your master put these chains on you?"


His voice was deep, subtly filled with thunderous fury.


At that moment, Wang Anfeng, whose mind and physical strength were greatly depleted, didn't notice Li Bo's rage and merely smiled,


Chapter 6: The Hot-Tempered Elder Brother, Li Qidao...