As an unknown young swordsman, An Shifang lived in his small wooden house except eating, sleeping, and fighting injustices every day. He had no ambition to become famous all over the world and conquer the Nine Provinces with one sword. The youth that passed by in the blink of an eye was wasted by him like this. The sign was that his parents began to urge him to get married. He had no name, no money, and no childhood sweethearts. What girl would want to marry him? It's a joke, he is still a bit self-aware.
But on that day, the little swordsman with no name or wealth met a rich man who was famous in the world and famous in the martial arts world.
I also forgive him for his blindness. Isn't he a scholar with this air of "growing up in books and ink, and only holding pens, pianos and flutes in his life"?
No, I can carry a three-foot green sword in my hand, move mountains and rivers with one sword, and shake the nine states with one breath.
Isn't this plain white robe washed because I had no money and no clothes to change?
No, all of her clothes are specially customized. Plain white without accessories is just a personal preference. If possible, you can change it to another color.
When the storyteller told the legends of celebrities, he never mentioned anyone as good-looking as him. Shouldn't a person of his status be a middle-aged uncle who has experienced years of hardships, a few scars, and is rough and bold?
No, when people can rely on talent to make a living, they will not rely on face.
You, you, you are always facing him! Am I not your biological son? Why don't I see you complimenting me a few times?
Tsk tsk tsk, I don't see anyone pampering you every day. Just a little story, just one person pampering you is enough for you to enjoy. It's not too cool!