"Actually, saying that we are transmigrators is not quite accurate."
Sitting cross-legged by the campfire, the Fire Lord quietly watched the crackling flames and calmly said, "A transmigrator might be the Child of Destiny, here to enjoy blessings. But if at different times, only different individuals and locations have transmigrated numerous people, it can only mean that we have come with some kind of mission."
"Mission?"
Zhou Li asked, "To spread the gospel of the Yellow Clothes in this world?"
"Yes, exactly."
The Fire Lord smiled, "Actually, we are more like the Yellow-Clothed Ruler's hounds, only we are unaware of it. We only think of ourselves as the Child of Destiny, destined to dominate this ignorant yet magically powerful world, or become the pioneers."
