I’m a lowly servant in the world of mountains and seas, trembling as I clutch a broken spear passed down through my family.
Then I joined an extraordinary sect...
My master looks like a useless old man who’s given up on life, but in truth, anyone he glares at dies. He likes making me pour his foot-washing water.
My senior brother has a smile as gentle as jade, and even the cloth he uses to wipe his sword is made of premium spirit-silkworm silk.
My second senior sister is sweet and adorable, always giggling, yet the heads of the demon beasts she drags back are bigger than millstones.
My junior brother is quiet and always picking up junk, but the “trash” he pulls from his pockets is dazzling enough to blind you.
After they called me a good-for-nothing while secretly settling my grudges, leveling mountains, and snatching magical treasures for me...
I finally understood: the highest art of clinging to powerful people is making them think you’re both pitiful and amusing.
Does this world of mountains and seas suddenly feel like my playground?
