She was unruly at the age of fourteen, arrogant at the age of sixteen, suddenly warm and full of spring at the age of eighteen, and now all that remains is loneliness. Others say she is cold and distant, but she never dares to think about how she will spend her days in the future. Is it true that she can only have the stunning scenery and the rustling autumn wind on this cliff?
The fantasy of swords and shadows when he was a child, the fire that destroyed his family when he was a boy, the lives that disappeared under the blood-refined sword as an adult, and now he lives and dreams in Huanxiang Tower. He has seen through the so-called cruelty, helplessness, hypocrisy and raging in the world, but he still can't see through it. That shapeless obsession leaves him with no comfort and nowhere to hide.
The life before Weiguan seemed like a different world to him now, combined with the various tortures and imprisonments his body endured and the freedom of no worries. He had no mother, and his father gave himself up to others. He regarded it all as a test in this life, and he only regarded his world-famous appearance as a tool. He didn't hate anyone, but he didn't love anyone. He once wanted the supreme power, but now he needs to convince himself over and over again.