Here lies a cluster of residential houses.
Written above are the large characters "Zhang Family Ancestral Hall," and an old man stands before the grave, paying his respects.
Zhang Tu has retired from the position of Witch Emperor for many years now. In his twilight years, having grown old and frail, he returned to his original mountain village home.
Over the years, he has tirelessly pursued his uncle's footsteps, yet the more he chased, the farther he seemed to trail. With the passage of time, he finally came to recognize his own weaknesses and limitations.
His talents could be described as above average.
Unable to keep pace with the top elites, no matter how hard he tried over the years, he still could not achieve the kind of brilliance that could inaugurate an era.
"Ah, I have indeed become part of history. Looking back on this life, it has been quite fulfilling indeed, I've done my best," Zhang Tu smiled, feeling calm and composed.
