I'm Just a Delivery Guy, Please Let Me Go

Ever since I was assigned to the puppet theater section to deliver packages, my worldview has been turned upside down every day: "Killing to protect life, cutting down karma, not people..." You liar! What happened to monks being compassionate?!!! "Half deity, half sage, and half immortal; a complete Confucian and Taoist, a truly virtuous man. A library of books in his mind, and half the world of letters and arms in his hands." Whoa, this guy's come back to life after dying so many times. Are you sure he didn't transmigrate here with a game System?!!!!! But come to think of it, he doesn't look nearly old enough to be my ancestor... Why fight over the sword path? Thousands point at him, tens of thousands seal his fate, yet who can challenge him for the summit of the martial world? His three-foot autumn-water blade is unstained by dust, unmatched beneath heaven. Weren't Taoist cultivators supposed to be ethereal and transcendent, see through worldly concerns, and be detached sages? So why is he so devious, so... you know... The first light of Huayang shines red over Hongmen; the pavilions rise and fall, yet the dragon's splendor never fades. Golden flute, white jade zither, palace lanterns glowing through the night; Tan Hua blooms once more, and he comes to lie drunken and carefree. *covers face* Oh, he's so handsome. But weren't Confucian disciples supposed to be gentle, refined, and humble gentlemen? He's clearly a schemer with a belly full of bad ideas. I really don't get why so many girls like him. Okay, he's pretty handsome, but can a good-looking face put food on the table?!!!!! Weren't the Three Schools supposed to hate each other on sight and fight to the death? Boss, are you sure you didn't give me the wrong guidebook? There are even vampires now. Am I sure I haven't wandered onto the wrong set? Mom, this place is terrifying. I want to go home... This faithless world has worn me out. I feel like I'll never love again.