Su Qin accidentally transmigrates to Douluo Dalu, where he writes a legend of his own...
Tang San: "Senior Brother, besides being shameless (wielding a sword), what else can you do?"
Su Qin: "I also have a jug of fine immortal brew. Want a sip? It works like a charm!"
Tang San: "Senior Brother, why won't you draw your sword? Do you look down on me?"
Su Qin: "My sword aura stretches thirty thousand miles, and a flash of my sword chills nineteen continents! It's too powerful. I'm afraid you couldn't handle it!"
More than a decade later, the two senior brothers meet again, but now they face each other with blades drawn.
Tang San shakes his head with a sigh. "Senior Brother, you really did join Spirit Hall in the end."
Su Qin simply shakes his head and smiles. "Everyone has their own ambitions. You can't force them."
Tang San sighs, then says gravely, "If that's how it is, don't blame me, Senior Brother! Take this!"
Su Qin: "Go ahead!"
