Zhao Rucheng has encountered many women in his life.
He didn't need to do anything; a single glance was enough to easily capture their hearts.
Sometimes, he didn't even need that; merely removing his mask was enough to attract women like moths to a flame.
He never invested his emotions.
In this world, nothing is permanent.
From individual people to entire nations, from enmity to love, nothing is an exception.
He only wanted to live his life lightly intoxicated.
Not too drunk to forever forget past events, people, or memories...
And not too sober... How could he continue living like that?
Human capabilities have their limits; the more intelligent one is, the clearer they see the true nature of the world, and thus, the more pessimistic they become.
In a small town, making a few friends, the most successful among them might just become the town's City Lord. Perhaps working at the Procuratorate, teaching at an academy, or serving in the City Guard Army...
