Lu Zhiya: I promise you to play chess, calligraphy and painting, and wield swords to the end of the world.
Chu Xun: I promise you a ten-year agreement, and we will never leave each other until life and death.
The breeze of ten years is like a dream on the paper. Why not break the mortal world with a sword when a dream comes to life?
When I am born in troubled times and have bad fate, who will fight against fate to the end and never leave me?