"An eunuch?"
"The Director of the Eastern Depot?"
Within a secluded chamber, dim daylight from beyond the window illuminated an old man with frost-white hair.
He wore luxurious brocade robes, subtle gold-thread patterns flowing over his cuffs, exuding an awe-inspiring authority.
At the same time, the old man held a gilt bronze mirror. Its surface gleamed coldly like water, reflecting a delicate yet sharp-featured face.
His brows and eyes were picturesque, yet concealed an air of slaughter. A smile rested at his lips, but it was as cold as a blade's edge.
Lu Xuan slowly closed his eyes, sensing the surging true qi circulating within him, rushing like rivers and lurking like thunder.
This was the robust inner force possessed only by a Martial Arts Grandmaster. With a mere gesture, one could shatter mountains and split rocks—or kill without leaving a trace.
"The fourth Mortal World... actually turned me into a eunuch?"
Even though Lu Xuan had lived through three lifetimes and his Dao Heart had long been as firm as a boulder, a ripple still rose within him at that moment.
The face in the bronze mirror—delicate, pale, yet carrying unquestionable authority—seemed to mock his fate in silence.
Before long, Lu Xuan gave a low laugh. His fingertips lightly brushed the mirror's surface, while his gaze gradually turned cold.
"Heh... it doesn't matter."
After all, it was not his own body, merely a shell he was temporarily inhabiting.
So what if he was the Director of the Eastern Depot? So what if he was a eunuch? The rules of this world had always been written by the strong.
Lu Xuan slowly clenched his hand, feeling the raging true qi within him. A grim smile curled across his lips.
``` Host: Mortal World Immortal Lu Xuan (Fourth Life)
Realm: Grandmaster