I, Wen Yang, am the last cultivator in all the stars.
Cultivation? That stuff was obsolete ages ago.
Spiritual energy had dried up, and everyone loved mechas.
To them, spirit stones were just glowing rocks.
My master racked up a mountain of debt in pursuit of cultivation,
used me as collateral for three loan sharks, then ran off!
The three of them are forcing me to become their son-in-law. One man marrying into three families?
There's no such rule. I'm not selling myself!
Dodging romantic entanglements, paying off debts, and looking for my master, I took up interstellar delivery work.
After a while, even the space pirates learned their lesson. They could rob anyone's package,
just not mine. One swing of my sword, and their ship was gone.
Later, every loan shark in the stars was asking the same question:
When exactly are you going to pay off this debt?
I looked at the three girls who wouldn't stop chasing me. The debt, I accept.
As for the girls, well, heh heh heh...
