I was misjudged by the system as a world-destroying demon, so in order to clear my name, I had to go crazy delivering food to earn merit. However, every order times out, and the entire city's immortal cultivators collectively receive a "destruction alarm." I wanted to explain that it was just a traffic jam, but they knelt down and said, "Sir, please calm down, we don't dare to do it anymore!" The harder I tried to prove that I was an ordinary worker, the more terrifying they thought I was. Now even the number one female Sword Immortal in the world of immortality is squatting downstairs in my house, just to take my takeaway order.
