Those kindnesses embedded in the body that are crumbling, those unwillingnesses along the way, those growths that can be comforted and sublimated through the blood, those disasters that break through in the face of disguise and cruelty, in Chu Ruotang's heart, they are an insurmountable river and an insurmountable mountain. She was already desperate and burdened with hatred, but her enemy was gone, even the mother figure she once looked up to but could not reach, the king of the fairy world.
"What went wrong... Do you believe the hatred... Can you survive... It's really ridiculous, who should I believe..."
Maybe it was Tian Lian, or maybe Ruotang spent a whole thousand years of bad luck in exchange for a glimmer of light.
"He is indeed a mortal! But he is like a bright white moon to me. I believe in him, and I am even more grateful for his kindness."
Finally, we meet again after thousands of years, going round and round, but it seems that fate... Is not even the slightest bit tender...
Intention: On the road of pursuing goodwill, you and I will meet each other