Snowfields, wilderness, ancient towers, taverns, and countless people of all kinds. No one knows what those people are thinking. Some people die for the sake of righteousness, and some live for petty gains. No matter what the path is, it is the right way. Only in this way can the world be truly full of flesh and blood and make people yearn for it. And the smooth road that belongs to oneself in people's hearts is the sycamore branch, which will one day attract the phoenix that belongs to them.
Intention: Jianghu grievances, love, hatred, love and hatred