Legend of The Young Master
His ultimate goal isn't power or conquest, but absolute freedom — liberation from death, from the control of powerful lords, and from the confines of this world. Meet Wuyi, formerly a gangster's accountant, now reborn in a world torn between the Righteous and the Demonics. Gifted with a unique ability by the gods of his previous life, Wuyi possesses an exceptional edge in this new realm. While Wuyi yearns for a peaceful life, he's not afraid to become the villain that this world might need. Determined to secure his freedom, he's prepared to upheave this world, paying no heed to its moral divides. He will not rest until he attains the deepest desire of his soul.
Law of War
Many of the women from the group came and stood with Feiru, showing that they agreed with what the seamstress had said.
"Sluts and harlots," said a voice.
The heads of the crowd turned as one.
Monk Zen looked as if he'd been through hell. His face was streaked with old, dried blood. His robe was flayed and fell around his waist, showing his ascetic body, lacerated with further cuts.
The people parted for him. He walked between them like a king.
"Sluts and harlots. Are these your allies, demon?" He stopped at the edge of the crowd.
"Not all of us are sluts, Monk," said Master Zhenying as he burrowed into the crowd. "Dujuan! Wenxu! What are you doing with this man? Fomenting mischief?" Master Zhenying walked into the crowd, looking for other merchant apprentices he knew.
"You killed the Pavilion Mistress," Wuyi said.
Monk Zen drew himself up. Wuyi knew he was too proud to deny the crime. Fool.