He used to look down at the world, but he saw too many spring flowers and autumn moons, and he no longer cared about the scenery. What else could he do, cover up everything, start from cultivating immortals, and enjoy the prosperity of the world.
New version of the text: I am the biggest boss in the Three Thousand Realms, who am I afraid of?
My mom, what's wrong with this guy? He doesn't think he's serving me like a boss!
It's terrible, the boss's men are going to cause chaos!
This is not a serious story about falling in love, it's slow-burning, the protagonist will never give up pretending no matter what the situation, please don't expect him to be weak.
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