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 the meal, Wang Anfeng did not immediately get up to leave.


Instead, he acted as a typical Jianghu ranger would, drinking a pot of tea and refreshing his spirit before slowly standing up. He took a silver Yuanbao, full in weight, from his bosom and gently placed it on the wooden table, making a light clacking sound.


The waiter's eyes brightened, and he inwardly exclaimed in delight.


These inn taverns loved serving Jianghu martial artists and wealthy patrons. Although it might bring some trouble, they were generous with their money, scattering it as if it cost them nothing, bringing in ample profits. Thus, despite the dangers, many still opted to do business with people from the Jianghu.


Hurrying over in a few quick steps, the waiter eagerly took the Yuanbao. While wiping it with his sleeve, he bowed and said with a smile,


Chapter 31 Arrival at the Residence (2/2)