Everyone said that I was uneducated and had no skills. I spent every day in the brothel drinking and talking with others.
Everyone knows that I am a ruthless prodigal who covets worldly pleasures.
When people see me lingering in the mortal world, they say that I am a romantic.
I watched with cold eyes, in this troubled world, there are people who work as officials in the government and are focused on their future; there are people who are not interested in fame and wealth, but are benevolent doctors; there are also people who were born on this battlefield of swords and swords, and fight for fame with a knife in their hands.
And I am just an ordinary person who just wants to travel in this world.
As it happens, so does she.
It's just that she said that I'm too poor at martial arts, naughty, rogue, and too thick-skinned…
Don't worry, we are not very good, but we have a good skin.
Poor martial arts? Come on, I let you.
A naughty person? Hey, try being born in my house.
Working rogue? How can I get along with you if I'm not a scoundrel?
Too thick-skinned? I agree with this...
Intention: A dandy's journey to pursue his wife