Perhaps scions of noble families and the wealthy all had some peculiar hobbies.
After all, the happiness of the rich was always so plain, unadorned, and dull...
Waking up every morning on a bed spanning more than a hundred square meters, surrounded by over three hundred beauties fussing over him, reaching the finish line the moment he was born, with no room left in life to strive for—what meaning was there in living like that?
That was why Young Master Wayne had no choice but to put on night clothes in the middle of the night and disguise himself as the Bat Spirit... Gan Xingba was in much the same situation. Back in his hometown, even if he wanted to go out and bully men and dominate women, he never had the chance. Before he could do anything, people would come offering themselves to him. Hundreds of women loitered on the streets near his home every day, frightening him so badly that he didn't even dare go outside.
He wanted to go out and uphold justice, wiping out mountain bandits and brigands, but the moment he arrived at the entrance to a stronghold, they all came out to surrender!
Of course they had to surrender. As mountain bandits, they might not have enough to eat from one meal to the next. How could that compare with following Young Master Gan, who had a promising future?
Gan Ning's restless heart simply couldn't be satisfied. Like Young Master Wayne, he secretly slipped out of his home one dark and windy night.
He breathed in the air of freedom. At last, the fledgling eagle had a chance to spread its wings and soar. However, after soaring for only half a day, Gan Ning discovered an awkward problem: he was hungry...
Being hungry was