It has been a hundred years since the Immortal Sect was swept away, and the foundation was laid to return home. In reality, it has only been a month.
Brothers are being cheated, powerful enemies are watching, and some people think that a person who sweeps the floor cannot make waves.
I originally wanted to live a stable life, but since I have to be forced to take action, let them see the weight of a sweeper.
The coercion shattered the mobile phone, thunder and fire drove away hundreds of people, and slapped the dandy into the trash can.
The heroes of the Zhao family have spent twenty-three years laying out their plans. When they saw me, they had to bow their heads and make peace.
I've been sweeping the land for hundreds of years, and no one dares to mess with me.
