Xueluo Manor, on the northern frontier of Beili.
A fallen prince living under an assumed name, and a young sect leader renowned throughout the land.
He was Xiao Chuhe, the sixth prince of Beili, a dazzling talent who vanished overnight. Now he was the lazy owner of a run-down inn, spending his days calculating the cost of a few taels of wine.
He was Shen Wuju, master of the Wuju Sect and known as Beili's second-greatest talent. With his ink-black sword, he swept through the martial world, yet his heart was set only on the man who had disappeared into the snow.
After three years of searching, he finally pushed open the door to Xueluo Manor.
With wine clouding his mind, Shen Wuju became docile beyond belief.
“What could the mighty master of the Wuju Sect possibly want?”
“You.”
“…”
It's so beautiful. I beg the author to update it more.
Super nice but too little. The author will update soon.