The new residence was less than two hundred meters from the Prince's Manor. Since they had just moved in, there were still plenty of places to tidy up. Maids could be seen coming and going in the morning, and when they spotted Xie Jinhuan in his white robes along the way, they bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Marquis~"
"Oh, no need to be so formal. Just call me Young Master."
"Can we call you Xie Lang?"
"Ha..."
Xie Jinhuan felt that rumors spread at a truly terrifying speed. He had once thought about what his epithet might be, guessing things like "Old Devil Jinhuan, Lustful Dragon True Lord, Xie the Blue Sky, Sage Xie," but he had never imagined his nickname would be "Xie Lang," with the Capital City's young ladies and married women regarding him as their "dream lover."
And this form of address hadn't started with Zisu. When Xie Jinhuan arrived at the Prince's Manor, he could even hear several Military Soldiers on guard duty murmuring:
"They say all Seven Martial Dao Heroes have shown up. The last time I remember anything causing this much of a stir was when the Late Emperor ascended the throne over twenty years ago..."
"Some powerful figures have come from beyond the passes, too. There seems to be movement in the Southern Border and the northern Jianghu as well-"
"Xie Lang is so fierce, who knows how many Chivalrous Women he'll charm to death? I bet he'll have two or three following him when he comes back next time."
When a girl called him "Xie Lang," it was like calling him her husband, secretly pleasing to hear. When men called him that too, it inevitably gave him goosebumps.
But rumors only became harder to clear up the more one explained them. Xie Jinhuan simply