Can You Conquer The World With Martial Arts?

The air in the Wuyi Sect's most reputable inn was thick with the scent of wine and unearned praise. Wei Qing, the infamous Heart Seeking Finger, reveled in the fawning attention of wealthy merchants and scions. His long, glistening beard, a testament to his deadly prowess, was stroked with practiced delight as he toyed with his admirers, always on the hunt for a slight to exploit.

Then, she entered. A hush fell over the room, silencing even the most boisterous sycophants. Tall, graceful, clad in pale blue robes, she moved like a dream. But it was her hair, unbound and cascading below her waist, that truly captivated: it was pure gold.

Heedless of the stunned onlookers, she approached the counter, a golden tael thumping softly as it appeared from her impossibly long sleeve. "Please show me to my room," her voice, clear as a bell, finally broke the spell.

Wei Qing, the seasoned killer, felt an unfamiliar pang of fear as her golden eyes, almost the same color as her hair, found his across the room. She smiled then, a small, almost mocking smirk. The fear ignited a thrill within him, a dangerous excitement.