On the day of my husband's wedding, I died alone. Little did I know that I was the last successor of Turtle Breathing Kung Fu in the world. Unexpectedly, a heavy rain collapsed the tomb and exposed his whereabouts. The furious Prime Minister threatened to dig deep in the ground to find me, but I was leaning on the boat, chatting and laughing, laughing at him regretting it. In the past, you abandoned me like a pair of worn shoes, but now I am as free as the wind, how can I allow you to entangle me anymore.
