I am addicted to Lin Yushen's version of Yang Xiao and can't extricate myself!
Wedge
Across a stream from Zuowang Peak, on a branch of the Kunlun Mountains, a group of people was passing by slowly. The leader was a young man who didn't look as good as a weak crown. He was wearing a bright brocade purple shirt, with his crown hair tied up high, revealing bright mirror-like eyes. His childish face could not hide the dust, but it added a bit of youthful chivalry.
Several loud noises suddenly came from the foot of the mountain not far away, causing the ground to tremble and a layer of yellow sand to rise. The young man turned his head slightly, stepped lightly, and without waiting for the waiter behind him to say anything to dissuade him, he had already reached the top of the mountain. A few of them ducked away to find a high place with a wide view and suitable for hiding, and watched the show with great interest.
On the sandy road in the mountains, a white shadow was hovering between two long swords. The man turned over with his hands behind his back and jumped up to step on the sharp blades. His sword eyebrows were as elegant as those of an immortal.
"Yang, Xiao,"
The young man's eyes were as bright as fire and he softly uttered two words.