First person.
Also known as "My grandmother is a sword master, so everyone expects too much of me"
As you all know, I am a Son of God.
The former Holy Son was overwhelmed, and Juezan ran away seven years ago, leaving behind a mess and his wronged son. Of course, this wronged son was me.
On the 1445th day he was praised for cutting the meatloaf:
"Such a graceful figure! Such neat techniques! He is indeed the grandson of the Sword Master!"
I deeply sympathized with my father who ran away in anger and decided to learn from him.
However, the Holy City is a heavily guarded place (stick reading).
Escape from the Holy City and the High Priest's control will not be easy (worry).
Fortunately, Alex showed up!
Currently, I am running away from home with the help of a pretty girl——
Purpose: Courage and freedom are lifelong issues.
