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.
Heartless
To Meiying, Wuyi said, "In the future, no matter how badly off they are, take the new refugees below the fort. Let Yun Ming keep their ravings contained."
Meiying nodded. "I should have thought of that," she said wearily.
Wuyi cut her off. "No, it should have been me who thought of it, Meiying."
Yun Ming shook his head. "It's worse than you think, Young Master."
Wuyi gave him a long look, and Yun Ming quieted. "Apologies, Young Master," he said.
"It happens that I know the mountains well enough," Wuyi said quietly.
Yun Ming was not so easily put down, though. He produced something from his bag and placed it on the table.
The Pavilion mistress turned as white as parchment when she saw it.
Wuyi raised an eyebrow. "ShaoZhu," he said. It was a demonic boar-looking beast, only darker, larger, and more ferocious.
"Or GuiZhu, or most likely YingZhu." Yun Ming nodded respectfully. "So you have known about these."