In the rivers and lakes, there is a teahouse. Everyone who enters Jianghu must come to this teahouse to sit. This teahouse has no name. People in the world only know that the owner of this teahouse is named Zhao Yunrui. No one knows her origins, and no one will ask about her origins. It wasn't until one day that the young man walked into this teahouse carrying a giant sword on his back that a story from many, many years ago was gradually and quietly revealed.
A series of serious nonsense.
Intention: I don't have any intention, I'm just obsessed with Gu Long's novels recently.