We've All Traveled Through Time, Who's Still Pulling the Cart?

When I traveled through time and became a rickshaw driver, I thought I was picking up the Luotuo Xiangzi script. Until I killed a certain young master with one shot. I thought it was the rise of a hero in troubled times. Until I saw the "Terminal of Faith" and "Maotai" displayed in the cultural center of the old world. You call me a fire thief now? Good! Good! Good! When civilization has become a legend, the "judgment" itself is the final fire.