He is the son of the Demon Clan in the Immortal Mountain. Without the inspirational counterattack of Pheasant Grassroots, he was born with all the eyes on him and all the stars supporting him. Controversy lurks in all eyes, gathering on him, with turbulent undercurrents. He faces thousands of sculptures in the world with innocence and sincerity, and he is still naughty and cute after thousands of sails. He is white moonlight and a red rose. How to become rice grains and mosquito blood depends on his understanding. Whether he realizes it is his talent, and whether he does not realize it is his destiny. I will wait and see with you.