It is said that there was a god-of-war figure in the Changle Dynasty—Sima Yu, the eldest son of Prince Wuling. Although he was a dandy since he was a child, he has repeatedly accomplished extraordinary feats when he grew up. He has a handsome and charming appearance but never gets caught up in beauty.
It's all because he has a person like the breeze in his heart
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Whenever Sima Yu recalled the first time he met Xie Xianfeng, he always felt a breeze blowing by. He was still an idle and wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, walking around among the sects of Jianghu. Under his shrewd and cautious appearance, he had a calm and sincere heart.
Sima Yu was used to being a playboy, and he loved such a refreshing person the most.
After a sudden change, when we met again, he was already a killer with no expression of emotion or anger.
That's okay, as long as he's still alive
Sima Yu smiled slightly and said:
Siyan, you're fine.
Intention: The breeze blows, the world turns empty, but you are still there