As the Internet says, life is actually like a criminal who always likes to push you down when you are walking at night.
My time travel with braised pork is equivalent to being beaten by life. But when I was struggling to my death, I suddenly realized that this criminal was so handsome that I would regard other men as dirt for the rest of my life.
If it were you, what would you do? Anyway, my choice is to spread my limbs and show my face. "Master, I am determined to obey you."
But I never expected that I would be in "The Swordsman"...