I once swept through nineteen states with one sword, but now I only clean tables and sweep floors in teahouses.
They call me Jiankui, and I call myself Xiaoer.
Until that night, the three thousand armors of the Xuanjing Division crushed my threshold for her alone.
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On the border of Chen State, Wangyou Tea House.
The waiter Li Nanshan is always cleaning the tables with a smile. No one remembers that he was once a world-famous kendo leader.
Until Xuanjing Siti rode like a black cloud over the realm, chasing and killing a girl who was carrying a bronze key.
She stumbled into his teahouse and broke his ten years of peace.
Bows and crossbows were in full swing outside the shop, and the tea inside was still warm.
In the girl's desperate eyes, the hand that always held the rag gently pressed her shoulder.
He raised his eyelids, yawned, and faced the three thousand armored men outside the door:
"Who allowed you to... Disturb my guests while they were drinking tea?"
From then on, under the fire stick, the essence of the Nascent Soul was turned into ashes and smoke;
In the shadow of the green shirt, the world's storms are rising again because of him.
But everyone doesn't know——
The fire stick in his hand is the one that buries the biggest secret of this era.
And that bronze key will open something that will subvert the entire world...
Bronze burial soil.
The plot is compact, not bad, but a bit short.