“The threads of fate lie with you and me, not with heaven. What’s wrong with the strong helping the weak? The weak can have their own destinies, too. Manipulating other people’s fates like a puppeteer… In your eyes, we’re worthless as ants, our lives as insignificant as blades of grass. So I don’t mind starting a new world and severing the strings above the heads of all living beings.”
What is this place? How did I end up like this? Is this a dream… “What did you say? I… am Ye Beichen, and also… Li Xuantian!!”
Damn transmigration, this cliché is so old. Get lost!
