My name is Lu Qiu, Qiu as in autumn... What is real and what is illusion no longer matters to me. I only want to prove through my Dao that even an ant can slay a god. For all the injustice in this world, I'll fight to carve out a fair and honorable path! Let me ask the people on the mountain: Is the Dao in this ant's hands enough to make them play by its rules?
