The Dandy Hides a Blade

Everyone in the capital knew that Xiao Yan, heir to the Prince of Zhenbei, was a good-for-nothing.

He spent his days cricket fighting and visiting brothels, learning nothing useful. Everyone shook their heads at the mention of him. But no one knew that this good-for-nothing secretly commanded the most fearsome martial organization in the world: Dark Current.

The northern frontier was in crisis, his father had “fallen in battle,” and the powerful ministers at court were sharpening their knives. Xiao Yan snapped his folding fan shut, still wearing his carefree grin, while his blade was already drawn.

“My father's military command is none of your business!”

In a single night, three of his retainers' homes were drenched in blood. At court, he publicly humiliated the prime minister. Everyone thought he was a reckless fool with a death wish, until he stood atop the walls of Yanmen Pass, covered in blood, and cut off a barbarian general's head with one stroke.

“Men of Great Yan, follow me!”

Fifty thousand barbarians were routed, and their prince was captured. When the news reached the capital, the entire court was stunned: this good-for-nothing had hidden his true strength far too well.

But Xiao Yan knew this was only the beginning. His mother's killer was still laughing in the capital, and an even greater storm was on the way.

He was both a wastrel and the master of Dark Current. He would make everyone understand: when the blade he had kept hidden for twelve years was finally drawn, no one could stop it.