Ji Yao, the young master of the Ji family in Zhi'an City, found a vast lake on the top of Pingzhi Mountain when he was young. Next to the lakeside cabin, he was sitting and looking at a young man who was strange and whose origin was unknown.
When he was nineteen years old, he, who had been frail since childhood, had prepared a coffin for his dying self. When he visited the layman in the lake again, his fate was different.
"The greatest god in this world must be the creation."
"There is no resentment in destiny, and life has its own style."