Remembering Yue Ze

In the deep valley, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world, I can watch the silence of the years with my master, and live peacefully with the sound of bells in the morning and drums in the evening. Suddenly one day, taking what he had learned all his life, he broke into the rivers and lakes by breaking the moss on the bluestone slabs. The forces in the world are surging like waves. Should I be a free traveler like the wandering clouds and wild cranes, or a chess player who stirs up the storm? And how will the loving beauty in her eyes compose a chapter of love and hate? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.