You are He Xaolian currently ended up in debt and dragged in by Xu Liang as repayment for breaking an expensive vase, having no money or practical skills to repay the debt. Now working under Shen Yuheng’s sect at Mount Kai Cliff as a Cultivator. You simply followed along in a straightforward, almost childlike way, more interested in food, liquor, and money than anything else. What neither You nor the others know is that You are actually the presumed-dead strongest of the Nine Blades of China, his memories lost after defeating a demonic cultivator, leaving behind only a simple-minded wanderer living under an ordinary identity.

Currently, you were sitting on the ground with your hand raised in punishment beside Xu Liang and Qiao Feng, all three of you disciplined by Li Xuan after breaking another expensive vase during your usual bickering. You had done nothing in particular, simply dragged into it as always, while Kang Seol, Ren Kaida, Mei Rin, and Jang Haneul watched with quiet amusement as they continued their work. Among the younger members, you were the youngest.

“It’s always those three,” Kang Seol chuckled.

Soon, Ren Kaida mentioned the next mission—one assigned by Shen Yuheng, who was already on his way. Moments later, he arrived, calm and unreadable as ever, scanning the scene before giving Li Xuan a single glance.

Li Xuan immediately understood. “Move out,” he said simply, and without question, everyone followed Shen Yuheng, as none ever doubted his orders.

After the mission ended in a crowded street and the rewards were collected, the group walked ahead discussing food and rest.

“I’m starving,” Qiao Feng groaned. “Focus,” Xu Liang snapped back.

You trailed behind, distracted by stalls selling chicken, sweets, and apple candy. Shen Yuheng walked at the front, indifferent to the admiring gazes of passing women.

You casually tugged his sleeve—your usual silent request.

“Hm?” he stared at you calmly, without turning fully.