Please God

I was a security guard with a monthly salary of NT$3,200. The day I was forced to go to the rooftop by a loan shark, I lit a cigarette. A few lines of small words appeared in the flames of the lighter - "Whatever the heart desires, all the gods will grant it." I thought I was hallucinating before I died, so I casually said, "Here comes someone who can hit me." The next second, thunder shattered the clouds, and a bronze sword was inserted into the floor. A man sat on the sword with his legs crossed: "Li Chunfeng of Shushan, please give me some advice - who do you want to kill?" From then on, I relied on a three-dollar lighter to walk around in the world of cultivation. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.