"Okay, you will be from this Pheasant Yutang from now on..." She no longer knows which one is the real him: a commoner, a white-clothed doctor with no power to bind a chicken, or a black-clothed killer with strong martial arts skills and a lot of scheming. "That's the case, then I'm leaving. People who are different will not work together..." The person who once relied on him so much now has to stay away from him. Lan Jiangyue mounted his war horse, put on heavy armor, looked at him, and said slowly, "Su Hengzhi, I don't blame you, I just feel sorry that I can no longer stay by your side..."