The most poisonous poison in the world is the sugar that was fed sincerely when you were young.
Su Poyu, the young master of Chaosheng Palace, saved the world throughout his life, but suffered repeated betrayal and the death of his best friend.
Only then did Su Poyu understand that all compassion is a signpost leading to hell.
At the end of a hundred years of wind and snow, who is waiting for the same destination on different roads?
Is there anyone who can get out of this game, with sincerity as his son and love and hate as the game——
Dead chess?
"We will meet again - at the end of countless different paths"
Intention: The way of heaven is the mirror image of humanity