"Is it worth betraying the world for me?" "What's the point of betraying the world for you?" Yuelao's red thread was cast from the clouds, spreading infinitely and weaving into a web, entangling people so that no one could break away, and no one could escape the world. In this life, if it is not a red candle, it is a white bone. In this life, if the rock does not shift, the pampas grass will be as strong as silk.