I knew that I was mediocre, dull, and unambitious, so I never imagined struggling, making progress, and doing my best. All I want is to be in the middle of the pack and to be among the crowd so as not to fall behind.
By chance, I was accepted as a direct descendant of the sword immortal of the previous generation who had all his meridians. My master taught me and encouraged me. Because of my master, I started to keep moving forward.
In order to gain respect for Master, I worked hard to get a ranking in martial arts. To match Master, I worked hard to practice to the highest level.
The gentle master like the bright moon, the senior brothers who are each other's love rivals and confidants. I thought that this kind of life could continue forever, but then the master weakened, the senior brother fell out, and the demon king who had been sealed by the master with all his strength came back and abducted the master to the demon realm...
I should have been a cannon fodder everywhere, but for Master, I changed my mind and became the protagonist of the world.
The salted fish turns over and cannon fodder attacks X, the model and good master
Intention: work hard
