I come from a respected sect that never mocked my lack of talent, never pressured me to train, and even arranged an engagement for me in my youth. My betrothed? A fiery-tempered, well-known beauty—fierce, loyal, and utterly devoted to me. As I set foot onto the chaotic stage of the Jianghu, I leaned on her strength, hiding behind her prowess. Soon, I was known far and wide as the most dashing gentleman of the Immortal World. But then… I found out a devastating truth. That beautiful, fearsome “young miss” I relied on? Was actually a man. A man in disguise! Even worse—he somehow believed that I was a girl pretending to be a man! My voice shook with grief: “Brother, where is my fiancée?!” He looked just as wounded, clutching his chest: “Brother, what did you do to my betrothed?!” Jianghu truly is a turbulent place. The river runs deep and dark. Even if I collapse from hunger, even if I wither away in some forgotten valley… I swear I will never again touch food he prepares. …Yet why does it smell so good?