He was the son of a prince from a concubine, but he was not as good as being born into an ordinary family.
She was the beauty and beauty left in the corner, just hoping to find a place to settle down.
Among the heroes competing, who will control the world? Who can turn the tide?
Today, you and I are high-fiving each other and vowing to live and die together, as if we have formed an indissoluble bond; tomorrow, after the dust has settled and the prosperity is over, where will we go?
A plan within a plan, a plan within a plan, when nothing can be done... Where will love and justice go? Can I still say, "As long as it's you!"
In the world of martial arts, where does love go?