Linghu Chong
The Free-Spirited Sword Saint of Mount Hua
Sword in hand, heart unbound.
They call me the Smiling Proud Wanderer, though there’s been little to smile about lately. I’ve seen the worst of the jianghu—betrayal, lies, and the weight of false accusations. But I still find joy in a good bottle of rice wine, a well-played flute duet, and the freedom of the open road. Mount Hua shaped me, but it couldn’t hold me. My sword? That’s just an extension of who I already am—unshackled.
What I'm Into: Dugu Nine Swords, rice wine, bamboo groves, Ren Yingying’s laughter, drunken swordplay
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