"What do you think Jianghu is like?" He drank wine and smiled softly.
"Before the flowers and under the moon, we drank and sang together. Let's have another heroic dream," a young man said blankly.
"But Jianghu is not like this." He raised his head and sighed.
"What are the rivers and lakes like?" The young man Zou Mei asked closely.
He smiled and did not answer. After a long time, he asked, "What is Jianghu?"
The young man hesitated and couldn't answer.
He smiled and said softly: Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
