Dancing gracefully among the flowers, I am left alone to wander; past events, love, hate, sorrow, empty entanglement, joys and sorrows, all kinds of life, is it not confusion?
He was originally a child of an aristocratic family, but when he was young, he left home and wandered alone. But when his eldest son returned, he encountered great changes, his mansion fell into decline, and his brother went crazy. What a mystery?
Thousands of customs and seven elixirs are easy to travel but difficult to find. Is it easy?
Brotherhood, friendship, the choice is so close, just one step away?