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?

Having prepared a table full of dishes, Tan Yurou picked some and still took them back to her own room to eat alone.


Wang Anfeng watched the girl unapologetically take a big chopstick full of his favorite dish, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.


Feeling stifled, Wang Anfeng bowed his head and devoured his rice.


After breakfast, the young man tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, paced to the courtyard, and walked to the assassins lying on the ground. Surrounded by weapons that whispered in the wind like weeping souls, Wang Anfeng looked down at these assassins, bent over and with a swift motion of his hand, he quickly pressed several major acupoints on the body of the assassin. With the last press at the Dānzhōng acupoint, the previously lifeless body of the assassin suddenly trembled and his eyes shot open, filled with a deep sense of terror.


Chapter 22: Changes in the Tan Residence (Two in One)