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.
Maggots
Wuyi had been sleeping in his armor, his head down on the table in the Central Tower. He woke to the silence, and he was up the ladder in a twinkling, his armor ringing.
Xianyu Ma was already on the battlements. He pointed to the enemy stone throwers—just five li further west. Close enough to touch, or so it seemed.
"Qinujian could reach 'em with an arrow. Or Yuei," Xianyu Ma grinned. "I'm tempted to try, myself."
"Even if you caught one or two," Wuyi said, "there are many, many more of them." He was much more exposed here—they were outside the main defense array of the fortress. He could feel Luding.
He looked around.
The Lower Town's curtain wall was breached in four places.
Wuyi used his consciousness to move towards the fort. "Xilai," he called.
He felt the old man stir. "Well sent. I hear you."