People say that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
I am not a gentleman, but the day of revenge is much longer than ten years.
When my master found me when I was 14 years old, I was sitting alone in the forest, my clothes all burned by the fire.
She asked me, are you leaving?
So I left and followed her across thousands of miles to Spring Mountain.
First-person short article, micro-upgrade, cultivating the world view of immortality.
Intention: hello, me, hello, everyone