During the sect competition, the junior sister cried so hard that she accused me of defiling her and stealing the hero's spiritual sword elixir. The entire sect believed in their proud son and daughter, and despised me, the senior brother. I lowered my head and tried to explain, but no one wanted to listen. When he looked up again, his eyes had changed souls. "Noisy." I grabbed the little junior sister's neck and activated my magic power, "My Human Emperor banner is missing a few gatekeepers." The once-respected master backed away in fear: "Who are you?" I chuckled: "I wish you all to achieve eternal bliss."
