The protagonist is relatively invincible, so don't enter if you don't like it.
Once upon a time, I was Wen Ziya. I didn't know the meaning of life, I didn't understand my meaning, and I didn't understand why people had to endure the punishment called "living" even if they were stabbed in all holes...
Now, I am Wen Ziya, and I still don't understand the meaning of all that mess. I only know that I want to "live" and that's enough.
Bai-Eyed Demon: "Pfft...! Ahem! There's quite a story, it really moved the demon."
Wen Ziya: "You are laughing, you were laughing just now! Don't move, I will go to the kitchen to get you a free knife!"
The Hundred-Eyed Demon's forehead... Many eyes were shining: "Really?"
Wen Ziya: "It's true!"
