When the heavens were about to place a great responsibility on a person, they would first encourage his will, temper his bones, praise his actions, give him a golden finger, and then look at his face and let him do whatever he wanted…
Hello, Tiandao. I’m the number one constable you’re looking for. I heard that you asked me to maintain the order of the martial arts world?
I’m sorry, we’re not familiar with each other.