Lin Xian traveled to this world of immortals and demons and became a notorious villain. What's more terrible is that his father was still the grand master of the dynasty, one person was inferior to ten thousand people. Just when he thought he could rely on his father to walk sideways, he realized that something seemed wrong with his identity. Outside the Grand Master's residence, the imperial guards were busy sharpening their swords; above the court, the emperor was watching with cold eyes; in the arena, the righteous knights were eager to peel off his skin and cramps. Lin Xian looked at his father with a sad face and sighed: Father, you don't want me to accidentally commit a small crime that would kill ten clans in order to protect myself, right?
