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?

Lao Zhou did not show any surprise when Wang Anfeng brought someone back with him.


It was only when he saw the crisscrossing scars on Ah Ping's face that his eyes uncontrollably contracted slightly, but they quickly returned to their original naive appearance, and Ah Ping did not notice anything unusual.


He smiled and called out to the young waiter to quickly heat some water for Ah Ping to wash up and also sent someone to a nearby clothing store to buy some well-fitting clothes back.


Once everything was in order and Ah Ping had gone into the house to wash up, Wang Anfeng sat next to the stone table in the backyard, with a pot of hot tea on the table.


Lao Zhou hesitated for a moment, then walked over to him, his arms hanging by his sides as he bowed and said,


"Sir... the marks on this young brother's face..."


In Lao Zhou's eyes, there was hesitance and fear.


He recognized that face, or rather, he had seen a similar face before.


Chapter 136 The Old Jianghu's Cunning (1/2)