If Su Ding hadn't gone on an escort run, he never would have discovered the true face of the martial world. After getting his first taste of it, he decided that running an escort agency was the most interesting trade in all the jianghu.
"Murong, I want to start an escort agency!"
Murong Xia, Su Ding's childhood friend, was stunned by his bold declaration. That dream shook Murong to the core for a whole year!
Unfortunately, the escort agency they'd started on a whim didn't look very legitimate.
"Tutu, the Seventh Prince's escort job went bust. He's asked us to go to his residence to discuss something important. You can handle today's escort run."
"Tutu, the Three Judicial Offices' job went bust too. The chief has invited us over for a cup of hot tea. You can handle tomorrow's escort run as well."
"Tutu, the Great Snow Mountain's job went bust too. There was a little accident during the delivery. You can handle all the escort runs for the rest of the month."
Hearing the irresponsible words of all those adults, young Tutu stared wide-eyed at them, fuming as he watched them walk away. His fists clenched!
"I'm only six!"
[Reader advisory: The power level in this story is higher than that of a low-martial world, but lower than that of a high-martial world.]
