I'm Really Not the World's Greatest Blade

[Free short stories written whenever I feel like it] On a spring morning in the third month, the old lady who runs the Mighty Escort Agency by the riverside in Jiangnan finds a down-and-out wandering swordsman at her doorstep. From then on, the agency has one more third-rate escort who eats and drinks without paying. Apart from looking decent, the third-rate escort is good for nothing. Even the kind-hearted chief escort thinks so, until they are ambushed by an unknown force while escorting a shipment. The third-rate escort draws his rusty, battered blade and unleashes a sword aura that shakes the heavens... Chen Yu: Ah, sorry. I'm a little rusty with my powers [= =] From then on, a rumor spreads through the martial world that the Mighty Escort Agency has an unremarkable escort who is the greatest blade master under heaven. Martial artists flock to challenge him. Chu Zhui: Hey, come down and spar with me! The third-rate escort refuses to fight and takes a nap right there. Chu Zhui: Hey, come down and have a drink! The third-rate escort rolls over and helps himself to a few plates of snacks. Reader's guide: 1. An unusual premise. One small world grew into a whole book of its own. Depending on how things go, the other two stories may each get their own book as well. 2. More to come when I think of it. Theme: A quiet, uneventful life is true happiness