At Langdang Mountain, with spring in full bloom, Liu Xiu faces the sea and can't help but sigh:
"I once lit beacon fires and slaughtered disloyal princes, roamed through mountains of books to hunt demons and ghosts, and took up my sword to wander the martial world, killing one man every ten steps and leaving no trace in a thousand miles."
Tank chimes in: "Same here!"
Metis adds some drama: "How terrifying~"
"Quick transmigration?" Liu Min calls him out.
"I once played a sage who brought people together as matchmakers, crossed through crowds to wake lost lambs, and traveled over mountains to meet beautiful confidantes. Once the deed was done..."
Everyone cries out in unison: "We're not the same!"
Gongsun Ru reminds them: "The nation and the world!"
Where was the story again?
Oh, spiritual qi revival, a soldier king emerges from seclusion, bearing the fate of the nation on his shoulders, his body...
