The Protagonist Ate All the Settings

There is always someone dressed in white, standing on the cliff behind the mountain.

Disciple A: “Something terrible happened! Eldest Senior Brother! Third Senior Brother is jumping off the cliff again!!!”

Eldest Senior Brother = =: “What are you panicking for? He jumps dozens of times a day... What’s the reason this time?”

Disciple B: “Eldest Senior Brother, this time Fifth Senior Brother said Third Senior Brother’s character is sinister and crafty, commits every evil under the sun, and would kill, loot, and plunder his way to becoming the worst person in the world!”

Eldest Senior Brother lowered the sword in his hand and gazed toward the mountain behind them.

“That’s what he was supposed to be.”

This story is unusual. See for yourself, and if it’s not to your taste, click X.

Is Eldest Senior Brother not the one standing guard over the martial arts world?

Third Senior Brother is the bottom.

A bottom whose style changes at any moment X an ever-elusive top

That’s all.

June 11, 6:13 p.m.

The author has diarrhea and is dehydrated, and is at the hospital getting an injection. Being sick has put me in a really bad mood.

I can’t write while sitting on the toilet. As soon as I start typing, I just want to put the protagonist out of their misery.

The daily updates are all chapters I wrote in advance. I’m here to let you know I haven’t written any new chapters for the past couple of days, so after you read today’s chapter, there may not be an update tomorrow. Of course, I’m not sure about that myself.

The only thing I know for sure is that there will be an update today.

Heh.

That’s all.