The famous fiery ancestor in the world of cultivation was transformed into a little cannon fodder whose father didn't care for his mother and died long ago. The original cannon fodder only added a small tile to the love between the male and female protagonists and then died! A miserable one!
The ancestor looked at the male protagonist who was pressing him against the wall and sneered!
Once again, no one can do anything to me, my ancestor, I don't deserve a beating!
This is a light-hearted plot, and the villain is not evil in the normal sense.
It's fiction and should not be linked to reality. Basically the entire article is private.
Little angels who are reading the article, please don't wait. I may have to stop updating due to my work. I'm sorry.
Concept: Sometimes fists are easier than words