Our village has a ravine shrouded in thick fog all year round, known as Ghost Ravine. Any living thing that enters can never get out again. My grandfather was a yin-yang master, and from the time I was little, he warned me never to go in there. But by a twist of fate, I had no choice but to enter it to save the Willow Immortal enshrined by my family...
You are just me
Author, you wrote the male protagonist so badly