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Why do I have so many masters?

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)

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Chapter 102 Reminiscence (2/2)

Fufeng County City, house in the south of the city.

A quiet serenity filled the air. Ding Song sat in the front room, resting in a meditative pose. His war blade had not been sheathed, lying across his knees, while the woman rested in the master house, her eyes half-closed, a fine sweat beading on her nose, obviously not sleeping peacefully. Triggered by some emotion, memories of the past gradually became clearer and reemerged at that moment.

There were flames, there were swords.

There was a fierce intent to kill.

Beneath the blazing torches, the majestic palace gates were illuminated, along with the fierce and fearful faces, their dark blades emitting a chilly serene gleam and an unmistakable aura of murder, shining on the Longxi bravado who was guzzling with his head thrown back, his body enveloped in raging thunder.

It also lit up the clean visage beside him.

Not in official attire, not in armor.