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?

By the time Wang Anfeng and the others saw Anfeng, the young boy was chopping wood.


Perhaps it was the effect of his experiences, but he seemed much more mature now. His eyes and brows no longer bore the softness of youth. Nineteen scars crisscrossed his face, already scabbed over, appearing all the more fearsome. Yet he made no attempt to cover the demon-like visage, his eyes reflecting acceptance.


Upon seeing Wang Anfeng, Anfeng was first in disbelief, then his face lit up with surprise. He stopped splitting the wood, dropped his axe, and ran over to them, somewhat awkwardly saying,


"Big Brother Wang, what brings you here?"


Wang Anfeng did not state his purpose, but simply patted Anfeng's head with a smile and said,


"Nothing much, just came to see how you were."


Baili Feng stood to the side, made a funny face at Anfeng, and said,


Chapter 67 Choices (2/3)