Six hundred years ago, he was a magnificent music god and a prince who was indifferent to power. Under the soft and harmonious sound of the piano, they looked at each other knowingly.
Six hundred years later, he still wears white clothes and beats the snow, playing the music of nature. And although he is a general that everyone respects, when faced with the promises made in his previous life, he can only avoid peace and remain indifferent.
The fetters that have been entangled for hundreds of years, in the end, all that is left is disillusionment and nothingness...
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