Unrivaled in the World Part 2

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear; without love there is no sorrow, where is the fear? Therefore, do not love, separation from love is suffering; if there is no love and hatred, there is no bondage. Crows roost in the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.