I am Bai Xiaosheng, the heir to "Bai Xiaosheng", the largest intelligence organization in the world.
Master Zhuge Xian gave up and said: "Jianghu Taijuan, I want to retire and write a storybook as a teacher."
I was forced to take up my job, but I only loved writing bloody tabloids: "The Head of Emei Elopes for Love" and "Records of the Wulin Leader's Henpeckedness".
Until the story I made up, "The Young Master of the Demon Cult Secretly Loves the Righteous Heroine," actually happened in reality.
Xiao Ye, the enemy's intelligence chief, sneered: "Is your broken book a prophecy or a curse?"
I innocently spread my hands: "Coincidences, they are all coincidences!"
Until he pinched my chin and asked: "In the book, is it a coincidence that you and I went to Wushan together?"
The heroes of the world fought according to my script, and I panicked: "Stop! The plot has gone astray!"
The man behind the scenes smiled in the dark: "I am in charge of your pen."
