Mao Ni

The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."

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Nightfall

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Without turning around, the young girl in black hair spoke in a much steadier manner. Thus, she looked unusually calm, as if no sentiment could be felt from her.

Zhuo Zhihua and Cat Girl glanced at each other and both felt helpless. Zhuo Zhihua paced a few steps forward and said in a low voice, "I think the Divine Hall won't be so partial to the Yuelun Kingdom if they know that the Hill Master is here."

The girl picked up her brush again and silently wrote on the desk. Then she said, "Now that we are summoned by the edict of the Divine Hall to help the Yan Kingdom, it's a natural thing to accept an assignment. How could it be called as being partial?"

Zhuo Zhihua worriedly said, "That palace is deep in the Wilderness. If we meet horse gangs, guerrillas or some people with malicious intentions when we escort the provisions and fodder, what should we do?"

Mo Shanshan Has No Mountains in Her Eyes