What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?
Giles Baker is the grand founding patriarch of the Azure Abyss Sword Sect. For three thousand years, he remained stuck in the Energy Refining Stage, unable to establish his Foundation. Time to find some gifted ladies, for dual cultivation might just do the trick. Will he get to build his Foundation in the end?
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Gold-and-blue robes? Check. Regal crown? Check. That *knowing* smirk while others panic? Chef’s kiss. He’s not just leading—he’s enjoying the chaos. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, charisma isn’t worn—it’s weaponized. 😏⚔️
When the Red Robe Girl Holds Her Breath
Floral embroidery, pearl strands, a tiny bell in her hand—yet her expression is pure tension. She’s not waiting for love; she’s calculating risk. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, even silence has plot armor. 🌹⏳
The Crowd’s Real Star: The Man with Feathered Hair
He’s not front-and-center, but his golden feather + smudged kohl eye steals every frame. His exaggerated gasp? Pure comedic relief amid drama. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, side characters don’t support—they *steal*. 🎭✨
Fire Doesn’t Lie—But the Temple Does
One second: serene courtyard. Next: crimson flames erupt like betrayal made visible. The blue banners burn first—symbolic? Absolutely. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, architecture isn’t backdrop; it’s the first casualty of truth. 🏯🔥
The Black Butterfly’s Silent Rebellion
Her lace-draped corset and feathered headdress scream gothic elegance, yet her crossed arms and narrowed eyes betray simmering defiance. In *What, A 3,000-Year-Old Loser?*, she’s not just ornamental—she’s the quiet storm before the firestorm. Every bead on her wrist whispers rebellion. 🔥