That's Not What Your Lord Lord Means.

Standing on the streets of Blue Vishko, the filth on the ground is disgusting, and the tattered shirts of the disgraced homeless man from another world are fluttering in the wind. Although he didn't know how he came into this world, Zhao Fan knew that he couldn't let things develop like this, so without saying a word, he kicked away the rusty iron bowl in front of him... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.