Transmigrate to Another World as a Warlock

They say the capital has four scourges: playboy Chu, the spendthrift young master; Fatty Wang, rich and overbearing; the rats in the sewers; and the flies around the dinner table.

As the only son of the Marshal's Mansion in the Great Xia Kingdom, Chu Qiusheng was useless at both letters and arms, but a master of eating, drinking, womanizing, and gambling…

"If I die here today, tomorrow the Chu family army's hundred thousand cavalry will trample the capital flat. Believe me or not?"

"At eighteen, the young master was full of swagger. One pot of rough wine, and he walked out leaning on the wall~

Now he's nineteen, still as dashing as ever. Brick in hand, he struts down Chang'an Street~"

"Young Master, you're almost twenty-one…"

Dressed to look every bit the young nobleman, Chu swaggered down the street, swaying with every step as he hummed. Xu Si beside him couldn't help reminding him.

"What's wrong with that? I only just turned nineteen, less than two years ago!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.