[Appearance] He is the worst shopkeeper in the antique street, and he wears a daily three-piece suit:
There is an old cattail leaf fan, an enamel vat, and the orange cat next door is teasing to bask in the sun.
[Actual] He is the Tribulation Sword Master who cut off the Heaven Gate with his sword eight hundred years ago.
In the neon of CBD, waiting for a belated disaster.
When financial oligarchs compete for ancient jade in the auction house,
He was using the Bronze Lord that had conquered the drought to make oden at a convenience store;
When the top students from the Cultivation Academy were showing off with swords in the Internet celebrity live broadcast room,
He carried the discounted eggs from the supermarket and easily extinguished the ghost market's yin fire.
Until Shen Qingli, the female president of a multinational group, knocked on the store door——
Under her cheongsam, her exquisite body with nine orifices coincides with the stars in the sky.
The broken scabbard handed over was engraved with the ancient magic pattern that he had sealed with his own hands.
