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?

The old woman opened her mouth but could not utter a word.


She should have stopped Xue Qinshuang's father in the past.


Yet she was unable to do so, for that was also her child; every time she tried to speak up in the past, she would feel a pain as if a dagger had pierced her heart.


Seventeen years ago, her son, clad in dark vigorous attire, spoke with a voice as cold as ice.


Only slightly distracted for a moment, the tea in the old woman's hand had turned cold. With a faint movement in her gaze, she looked towards the young girl in front of her and sighed,


"But you must go back... That matter..."


She was trying to persuade, but felt that her persuasion was extremely feeble.


Xue Qinshuang smiled faintly as if her previous expression had been an illusion. Her beautiful face remained calm and composed as she said,


"Even Granny has come. I cannot draw my sword against you. It seems, this time, I must return."


Chapter 82: I Don't Know How to Title This, Just Read the Main Text (Two-in-One)