——The tent hook was slowly lowered. The world is blocked behind a curtain.
——Only, the dark and vague, green light beam is left.
She is just a weak woman. A beauty in trouble.
She bore too much of her hatred.
She agreed to stay on the run for him for ten years, on the condition that he avenge her.
——I am the only one left, this woman named Chi Yao.
Can't wait for the flowers to bloom. It's too late, I'm getting old.