In this world where women reign supreme, I am Gu Qinghan's most lowly servant. She brought back that weak and helpless "white moonlight," flirting with him in front of me, even taking him to a forbidden area of the Miao village to please him. A crimson "blood spirit" blocked their path; the elders said it was a god and they should kneel in worship. The "white moonlight," however, screamed in fear. To demonstrate his masculinity, Gu Qinghan stomped on the snake's head, splattering her feet with its red sap. She pointed at me and mocked, "Feudal superstition! Only a useless man like you would believe that." She didn't know that killing the blood spirit meant a red thread of fate would bind them together.
