"Lin Mo, give me back my things!" a voice called from the sky.
"I never thought Sister Feng would come too," said a seductive voice.
Then the figures of one great holy land and aristocratic family after another appeared.
"We request an audience with Senior Lin Mo!"
Lin Mo was at a loss for words. He really had done some bad things when he was younger, but why had so many people shown up just when he'd chosen to retire and enjoy his old age?
A crisis across the heavens, spiritual energy running dry, a bronze curse: once again, the world was awash in blood and chaos.
Lin Mo was a lucky freeloader, and Earth took home the MVP!
