The Ultimate Sword Master

Eighteen years.

Having spent so many years in this fantasy world, Gu Han knew the personalities of the Duke and the servants in the mansion.

He understood.

It was not that these people became friendly, but that Luo Wannian had become useful.

As for the marriage.

He did not think that the Duke's wife, who was as vicious as a scorpion, would have any good intentions.

It was indeed the case.

She was an old girl, several years older than Luo Wannian. Half of her face was burned by a fire in her childhood, and she was blind in one eye and mute. Even some poor men who could not find a wife were unwilling to look at her.

And she.

She was Luo Wannian's wife who never got married.

Their marriage was hasty and hasty. There was no betrothal gift, no dowry, no three letters and six engagements, and no eight-lift sedan chair. They just burned incense for Luo Wannian's mother, worshipped the heaven and earth simply, and wrote a wedding invitation, and it was considered a marriage.

The wedding room was even more simple.

They just demolished the original woodshed and roughly built a small tile house on the original site.

But Luo Wannian was very content.

At least, at least, he had a home, at least, at least, he had a wife, although she was not very good-looking, but she was kind and gentle, taking care of his daily life and diet, almost meticulously.

More importantly.

He was respected by the other party, real respect, and for the first time in his life, he truly felt that he was Luo Wannian, not a bastard.

Unprecedented.

He felt a little grateful to the Duke's wife.

In a blink of an eye.

Three years passed quickly.

During this period, Luo Wannian had the most relaxed and happiest years. No one disturbed him, no one found fault with him. Although his life was poor, the couple worked together and were happy and comfortable.

More importantly.

In the second year of their marriage, they had a daughter, a daughter who looked very much like Luo Wannian's mother.

Luo Wannian was very happy.

"Try to be better."

This sentence became his new sustenance, and his wife and daughter became the only light in his life.

Similarly.

In the past three years, Gu Han received almost no feedback from painful resentment, which gave him a chance to breathe and constantly call on the remaining sentient beings to fight against Luo Wannian's influence.

He had a hunch.

In the future, Luo Wannian's pain will increase tenfold or even dozens of times.

…

Luo Wannian in the illusion did not know all this. He only knew that he could have everything he had today just because those people needed his knowledge.

And so.

He studied harder and harder, and reading seemed to be his only way to salvation.

Soon.

The day of the imperial examination came. With his talent, Luo Wannian took Luo Wen's place in the imperial examination. He sang loudly all the way and directly pushed Luo Wen to the top of the top three. With the secret operation of the prime minister, he made an engagement with the princess. He became the son-in-law of the current dynasty as a young master. He was more popular than the Duke of Zheng Luo Xin in the past.

All this had nothing to do with Luo Wannian.

After the imperial examination.

He rushed back non-stop, thinking of taking this opportunity, taking advantage of the day when the Duke's wife was happy, to make a request, take his wife and daughter away, hide his name, fly away, and leave this vortex that made him suffer for eighteen years.

But...

When he finally rushed back home, he found that his wife had been dead for three days. The body was placed on a broken door panel, covered with only a piece of cloth, and the bloodstains were shocking.

On the side.

The little daughter, who was less than four years old, had already fainted. She cried and starved for several days, and her life was almost hanging by a thread.

In a panic.

He rescued his daughter, and from her babbling and unclear voice, he roughly learned the whole story.

Three days ago.

The wife of the Duke lost a jade hairpin. After much investigation, he found his residence and found the jade hairpin from his wife's personal belongings. Then... he was ordered by the Duke to be beaten to death on the spot.

In a trance.

He lifted a corner of the white cloth and took the blood-stained jade hairpin from his wife's hand.

But he understood.

How could a wife who was dumb and blind, kinder than anyone else, and would rather starve than steal a grain of rice from the kitchen, steal things?

A burp sounded.

The drunk Luo Si staggered over with a wine pot, looked at the corpse covered with white cloth, and spat fiercely.

"Bah!"

"You are such a fool, you think you can take the lady's things? You deserve to be beaten to death... Damn it, you almost got me into trouble, and my position as manager is in jeopardy!"

Luo Wannian suddenly turned around.

"What did you say?"

"Are you deaf?"

Luo Si cursed: "I said she deserved it! You too, you bastard, do you really think that if you help the young master do something insignificant, you can fly up to the branches and become a phoenix? The master will recognize you? Dream on! A bastard will always be a bastard, the lady is merciful and spared your daughter's life..."

Poof!

Before he finished speaking, a jade hairpin suddenly pierced his throat!

"Hehe..."

Luo Si widened his eyes, covered his throat, and looked at Luo Wannian with a cold face in disbelief. His body slowly softened and fell down, twitching constantly. He wanted to speak, but his throat was blocked by blood and he couldn't spit out a word.

He never expected it.

This bastard who has been ridiculed and insulted for nearly twenty years has the guts to fight him.

"Remember."

Luo Wannian stared at him and said woodenly: "My name is Luo Wannian, and I wish you prosperity for ten thousand years... Ten thousand years!"

Until Luo Si died.

He didn't even blink.

Gently pulling out the jade hairpin, he held his little daughter and staggered out. Along the way, everyone looked at him with eyes that seemed to have returned to the past, cold, indifferent, disdainful... and gloating.

Like a knife.

These eyes cut his already broken heart into pieces.

Holding on to a breath.

He reluctantly came to Luo Xin's residence, wanting to ask for an explanation.

But...

Luo Xin didn't see him, but just asked someone to pass on a very impatient message.

"If you had died earlier, why would there be so many things?"

Luo Wannian left in a daze, returning to the small house that was once full of warmth but now full of coldness. He held his daughter and stayed by his wife's body all night.

When the sun rose.

His hair was almost half white, and his face seemed to have aged ten years.

"Finally it's here."

Looking at this scene, Gu Han sighed, not knowing what he felt in his heart. He forced himself to be strong and prepared to bear the painful resentment that would come like a storm.

See hope.

But he missed it forever.

Although it was not Luo Wannian, he deeply felt the heaviness of this sentence at this moment.

However.

The expected pain and resentment did not come, but the little girl's words like a murmur came.

"Dad, I'm hungry..."