Twenty years ago, spiritual energy revived, and martial arts became destiny.
Some people are born as masters, and some are born as losers.
Lin Yuan is the most useless kind of loser: F-level, delivering food, his sister is seriously ill, and he has a savings of thirty-four thousand.
He delivered food to the whole city for three years, and no one remembered his name.
Until that night, 5 million in medical expenses and an eye that could see through all things hit him on the head at the same time.
He still says: Your takeaway.
Only this time, those who listen have to kneel down to listen.
