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?

"Sister, your words are misplaced. What relation does that youth have with this Tan Yurou? They had never met before. Moreover, according to the news from our seventh brother, that foolish woman has repeatedly humiliated and tricked this skilled youth, showing much disrespect."


"Hahaha, it's clear that his own life and family fortune are at stake, yet he still makes such a move."


"Destroying one's own Great Wall, courting self-destruction!"


"At that time, we go out together, don't tell me the youth won't leave. You say, with a great future ahead, why risk everything for a foolish woman who disrespects and mocks him, gambling his own life and family fortune?"


The woman paused slightly, thought for a moment, then slowly nodded, saying:


"But speaking of which, I really do want to try what Tan Yurou tastes like."


Chapter 20 Surge (2/2)_2