There are so many joys and sorrows in the world, but the passing years cannot be kept; there are so many idiots in the world of mortals who are obsessed with it, but the past is like smoke.
A separation and hatred, three lives of entanglements, after all, is nothing more than frost and snow, how long will we be alone?
"Zi Yang, you are a careless person, why are you pretending to be compassionate? So what if you ask me to destroy the world? You are not you? Have you ever changed? "
"What kind of place do you think this is? Do you really think that not killing you is condoning you?"