Crazy copywriting:
Time traveled.
What? I am a beggar, unkempt, and riddled with diseases. Sky! I want to die!
What? Your Majesty wants me, a beggar, to be the son-in-law of a noble daughter from a noble family? Is the emperor crazy? Or am I crazy?
Miss, don't commit suicide!
Master, don't kill me!
Useful to me. Real.
I can tell stories, bala bala.
Lady: Crazy.
I can draw.
Master: My daughter, let me see our painting skills.
It's great that the master is willing to take me in.
But, can we not always go against the royal family?
Master: No, I'm already on the road to death.
