(All short stories)
He is just an actor, what qualifications do he have to be worthy of being a general?
I'm afraid I, a general, am not even as good as an actor. How could he go on with the emperor's suspicion and the common people's coldness?
A poem, a pot of wine, a long song, a sword to the end of the world. Li Bai has no love, hate, or grudges, and he shouldn't have them either. He is just a carefree swordsman.