Jiang Jinye was a high-ranking cultivator living in seclusion in central China. One day, he went out for once and kindly rescued a child, only to have the kid cling to him.
Child: "Master!"
Jiang Jinye: "...Don't call me Master."
Child: "Shizun!"
Jiang Jinye: "...Don't call me that either."
Child: "Shizun!"
Jiang Jinye: ...Fine, do whatever you want.
Later, Jiang Jinye had a dream. He stood among the maple trees and watched someone raise a hand and scatter red leaves. In an instant, butterflies filled the mountains.
The romance isn't angsty, and the main story has a happy ending.
Theme: People toil their whole lives, struggling against fate, yet can never find where this so-called fate lies.
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