[System + subverting tropes + love-triangle chaos + swordsmanship]
In everyone's eyes, Lin Huan is the greatest Casanova ever to charm countless women. The righteous sect's holy maiden falls for him, while the demonic enchantress is infatuated with him.
But no one knows that Lin Huan, who juggles these romantic entanglements by day, spends his nights hiding behind a waterfall, gripping a battered iron sword and practicing the most basic strokes.
Every tender gaze is just to get a pill.
Every sweet word is just to get a sword manual.
He thinks his acting is flawless, but he has no idea that every goddess is an award-winning actress.
Their “romantic game,” in which they all act circles around one another, gradually spirals out of control.
Lin Huan: “I was pretending.”
The goddesses: “So were we.”
