>The ancestral motto of the eldest grandson family: If the escort does not show up, he will never leave for the rest of his life.
>My father was lying on a broken bed with three broken ribs. He was so poor that he couldn't even afford painkillers.
>He gasped and said to me: "Yi'er, go down the mountain... But remember, never show off your family kung fu until it's a life or death situation!"
>I nodded silently, picked up my luggage, and stepped out of this deep mountain that has trapped three generations of the Changsun family.
>The world outside the mountains was busy with traffic and flashing neon lights. I stood on the street corner and looked around blankly.
>Suddenly, a sports car lost control and crashed into a roadside food stall.
>I instinctively flew to save him, but stopped abruptly in mid-air - my father's words rang in my ears.
>I can only watch helplessly as the oil pan overturns and hot oil is poured onto the screaming girl...
After 10,000 readings, I will start writing the second part
