The Land as a Betrothal Gift: I Join the Spring and Autumn Hegemony

He was doing well in love but struggling at work. Xu Jiang got drunk alone and fell asleep on a brightly lit city street.

When he woke up, a warhorse was galloping at full speed. Someone hauled him onto its back, and they raced away.

"Where are we going?!"

"Run! If we don't, you'll die!"

Xu Jiang looked back and saw an army of thousands charging toward them.