Living with Many Women: The Casanova Young Master

White clouds turn to gray dogs, and the world stretches out, vast and indistinct. Under the blazing sun, Yanmen Pass gleams in splendid colors, with a tunnel running through it for dozens of miles. An air-conditioned train roars past, its whistle startling a flock of geese.

Train K7808 runs from Yuncheng to Youzhou, covering two thousand kilometers in eight hours. It is one of the few express trains on the Youyun Railway.

The seats are covered in brand-new, clean blue-green fabric. The cushions are springy and comfortable, and the air-conditioning keeps the train cool and pleasant. The refined, elegant atmosphere attracts plenty of artsy young people.

One fellow sitting by the wall holds a blue, thread-bound classical book in his hands. He wears a well-worn gray-black Sun Yat-sen suit and clean, handmade cloth shoes. With his index and middle fingers pressed together, he keeps tracing various sword and spell gestures, as if possessed.

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