Jiangnan's Martial Dream

Dark clouds blanketed the sky. The tavern's young attendant sat lazily at the door, chin in hand, looking as if he were asleep.

"Are you slacking off again, daydreaming about becoming a great hero? Get in here and clean up!" the owner shouted from inside.

"Coming, coming." The attendant slowly stood up and stretched.

"It'd be great to become a hero," he muttered.