The Young Master in White, Whose Sword Shook the World

Lin Zi'an transmigrated into another world. Though he had a System to back him up, all he wanted was to take it easy. White silk wrapped over his eyes, a lotus-shaped brand between his brows. His only companion was a black donkey. A man’s body, a woman’s face, his song was the green lotus. One sword dance, unrivaled beneath the heavens. Everyone else dreamed of holding the world’s power in their hands while awake. I alone remember: drunk, asleep on a beauty’s lap. A face of peerless beauty, a bearing of supreme pride. One glance, and hearts are captivated! One dance, and a city is captivated! One sword, and the world is conquered!