Chaotic Relationships

Wudang, Hall of Ultimate Truth (fictional).

Dressed in a blue-and-white Daoist robe, Zhuo Yihang sat cross-legged before the statue of the sect patriarch, motionless as a sculpture.

As Wudang's chief disciple and its future sect leader, Zhuo Yihang was undoubtedly the object of every Wudang disciple's envy and jealousy. Especially when they saw the cool, icy expression plastered on his handsome face, the perpetual melancholy and sorrow lingering in his eyes, and his apparent reluctance to become Wudang's leader, they all spat bitterly in their hearts and cursed indignantly, "What an act! If you don't want the position, give it to me!"

If Zhuo Yihang knew what everyone was thinking, he would surely sigh and say calmly, "You don't understand my heart." Fortunately, no one voiced those thoughts, so Zhuo Yihang never had the chance to say such a thing. Otherwise, he would most likely have been pierced into a hornet's nest by contemptuous stares.

In truth, Zhuo Yihang had never cared for the position of Wudang's sect leader. If he had a choice, he would rather spend his life carefree, roaming the martial world alone in search of the one his heart belonged to... playing out those heart-wrenching, body-tormenting scenes found only in martial arts romances. Whenever he thought of the woman whose hair had turned white overnight because of him, Zhuo Yihang's heart twisted as though cut by knives. Especially after suffering the humiliation of that night, he had even packed his bags and waited only for the right opportunity to slip down the mountain—he no longer had the face to meet anyone! Yet man proposed, Heaven disposed. A sudden upheaval between heaven and earth instantly disrupted Hero Zhuo's plans. Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang's current sect leader, dragged him out and lectured him at length about the common people