Martial Master Han Zhiyun was a prominent figure on the martial world. At the mere age of 16, the young boy has already mastered all martial weapons and even defeated a well known master from the Murim Alliance.
From then on he was invited by many sects to join their faction but the young boy declined and at the age of 17 did he have more achievement than those in the Murim Alliance combined.
Han Zhiyun became the face of Murim, righteous, noble, and especially, good looking. Every man wanted to be him and every woman wanted a man like him. He was the center of the world, their hero, someone akin to a god.
So when people heard that their renowned hero suddenly killed the Alliance leader, everyone and everything became the living manifestation of chaos.
In the end the renowned hero-or should I say Han Zhiyun, was banished of his title and became a traitor known and despised by the people.
He last appeared drinking on a small inn tucked away on the streets before he finally disappeared from the world and never seen again.
Some say he commited suicide while other say he went mad and became a demonic cultivator, someone even suggested that he threw away his face and was quietly living amongst the common people. Nevertheless, nothing was confirmed and the people moved on with their lives.
The same goes for Han Zhiyun who was currently sweeping the floor. No one would've thought that the youngest martial master, surrounded by countless conspiracy theories would be cleaning on this fine sunny day.
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Han Zhiyun frowned as he looked at the dusty floor. It was the end of the week and he decided to do some cleaning and possibly get away from his disciples. Of course, nothing in his life ever goes as planned and the supposed to be relaxing cleaning session turned into a chaotic bonding time with his disciples.
"Yin Jun stop oggling at master and help me tidy the dust here!"
"Jing Chen you fucker! It was you who threw the broom at me!"
"Xiamei get down here and help!"
"Senior sister Yu, the table's going to break if you wipe that hard."
"Wei Xiang stop yelling, you're gonna break my eardrums."
"Li Jie step aside"
"Eek!"
Out of nowhere, a broom flew at the center of chaos before it was evaded skillfully and pierced the wall.
Seeing the dense forest beyond the pierced wall, Han Zhiyun could feel a vein or two popped. His dearest disciples...really his disciples...why did he have disciples again?
I only wanted to live a peaceful life on the mountains. Wasn't that what I said back then? If so, why did I become a nanny instead?!