My Sword Taught Me to Turn Over a New Leaf

Because of a prophecy, Xiao Han was swept along by fate onto a path he had never imagined taking. Years later, sitting on the throne, Xiao Han rested his cheek on his right hand and said, “I really don’t want to go to war with the Great You Kingdom.” The Rainbow Abyss Sword floated up on its own and pressed against Xiao Han’s neck. “No, you do.” The Moon’s Eye ring on Xiao Han’s hand hesitated before speaking up: “I think Brother Xiao Han is right.” “Hey, you’re a living spirit who might not even last a few years. What do you know?” “You rotten old man, you’re so mean. Little Moon, don’t listen to him.” The Wind’s Whisper hanging around Xiao Han’s neck glowed faintly. Before long, all the living spirits had joined the argument. Xiao Han gazed ahead in despair and muttered, “This is so hard for me.”