I, the Ancestor, Emerged from Seclusion, and My Disciples Knelt Across the Mountain

Hollowed-out Mount Tai was filled with over two hundred statues of emperors from past dynasties, all kneeling. They were bowing toward an old man in flip-flops, holding a red-star porcelain jar? Over a thousand years, the old man had formed countless bonds of goodwill. After enduring countless tribulations, he had become an ordinary old man who picked children up from kindergarten. Barbarians invade and threaten our homeland? You lowlifes dare lay a hand on my descendants? I, the old ancestor, have emerged from seclusion. The mountain is filled with powerful figures kneeling at my feet!