The Best Bastard

Scholars call him the Literary Sage, and warriors call him the God of War. Xinglin respected him as a medical immortal, and merchants respected him as their ancestor. Tuman knelt down and begged. He put down a book in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. "One side is rules, the other side is death, how do you choose?" Yamatai angrily shouted: "Why do you want to slaughter all my people?" He looked over with disdain: "Did you know that when an avalanche comes, not a single snowflake is innocent?" Many years later, on the Fengchan platform, Xu Lang looked up to the sky and sighed: "Actually, I'm just a bastard. Why are you doing this?"