I’m Chen Fusheng, a homeless beggar on the city streets.
While others cultivate immortality, I scavenge. While others show off, I beg.
A soldier king tramples me, and I smile and nod. Then he dies, and I pick up his combat skills.
A powerful clan’s scion insults me, and I kneel to apologize. Then he’s crippled, and I pick up his family’s cultivation technique.
A holy son descends and sees me as an insect. Then he falls, and I pick up his divine nature.
The women all say I’m slick-tongued and never serious.
A female CEO brings me food, a policewoman treats me as an informant, and a saintess says I’m just playing with the world.
But they don’t know…
All my schemes are to protect one person.
The blind girl at the massage parlor on the street corner, who smiles and brings me hot water.
Some say I’m the mastermind behind the scenes. Others say I’m the only clear-headed person in the world.
I’m just basking in the sun, waiting for that familiar figure carrying a lunchbox.
Until one day, powerful figures from the Myriad Worlds kneel before me:
“Please, senior, come out of seclusion and save this world!”
I spit out my cigarette butt and point to the street corner.
“Wait until my wife brings me lunch. I’ll eat first, then we’ll talk.”
