15. Shiyue Yunmiao

At Yimo's repeated urging, Cool Bro finally began telling a tale of the Martial World.

Cool Bro: "They say the Romantic Sect, wiped out twenty years ago, has recently risen from the ashes!"

"The former Romantic Sect leader's direct senior disciple, known in the Martial World as Swallow Among Flowers, has plucked countless flowers over the past two months!"

"After each conquest, he leaves behind a handkerchief embroidered with a little swallow, claiming he'll avenge his sect. He intends to leave his mark on important disciples of the sects that took part in the Romantic Sect's suppression back then, as well as the royal families of countries big and small!"

And Cool Bro truly lived up to his reputation as the Sage of Poetry. He immediately rattled off a string of his victims' names, like someone listing dishes in a comedy routine. He was smooth!

But...

Yimo: "I have to ask, why are you so happy while telling this story?"

Good grief, he was so animated, he looked like he wished he were Swallow Among Flowers himself!

A brawny man in red beside them patted Yimo on the shoulder. "Hahaha, little brother, you just don't understand!"

"These weak scholars love this kind of romantic affair!"

"If he really ran into Swallow Among Flowers, he might even become sworn brothers with him!"

"Honestly, what a refined scoundrel!"

After the man in red said that, Cool Bro couldn't keep a straight face and hurriedly retorted, "Don't go making things up! I'm a genuine man of refinement. The words 'aloof and noble' were practically made to describe me!"

"I'd never lower myself to associate with that scoundrel!"

As he spoke, Cool Bro tossed his messy long hair and lifted his chin, as if he meant every word. The crowd gathered around to listen