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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)

Yan ZK · ไซไฟ
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Chapter 78 Slight Ripples (2/2)

The young man in black on the carriage shaft laughed and said, "Old man, next time you are lost in thought, please don't stop in the middle of the road."

"Drive!"

With a flick of his right hand, the horsewhip traced a curve in the air, gently sweeping over the horse's body. Startled, the steed picked up its pace, pulling the carriage forward.

"Ding Song? What happened just now?"

A gentle female voice came from inside the carriage. A delicate hand as white as jade lifted the pale blue silk curtain, revealing half a cheek with affectionate eyes, dressed in turquoise robes, her bearing exceptionally extraordinary, seemingly not of this mundane world. The young man in black laughed heartily but didn't turn back, saying merely:

"It's nothing, an old man seemed to be deep in thought, standing in the middle of the road, so we stopped."

"It's windy outside, Mistress, please lower the door curtain."