Wuxia: The Rebellious Rise of the World's Number One Playboy

The martial world is a game of chess, with all living beings as its pieces. One player holds the black pieces, the other the white.

Some are born as insignificant as ants and see the world's cold, harsh realities firsthand. Others raise a hand and summon clouds, then turn their palm and call down rain, controlling all under heaven.

A spoiled young master went to the pleasure quarters of Jiangnan and spent a fortune in a single night, leaving behind only these words: "Heaven has given me talent, and it must have its use. A thousand gold coins spent will return again."

In his old age, he drank and composed poetry beneath the imperial city...

I once rode a famous horse after drinking to my fill,

I once scattered gold in my youth,

I once raised my hand and shook Kunlun,

I once roamed freely through the ages.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.