Qiao Qiumu said that if she could choose again, she'd rather never have met them.
To meet them and then lose them was the greatest sorrow of all.
Qiao Qiumu said she was also deeply grateful to Heaven for letting her meet them.
Even the wind and snow on Mount Hua no longer seemed so cold.
A cup of wine in the spring breeze among peach and plum blossoms; ten years of lamplight through rainy nights in the jianghu.
Here today, I raise a cup to you all. May we fight together in the jianghu again in our next lives.
