If I love you, I cannot save you. If I save you, I can only make you hate me.
1. Shao Aijun had been dead for over two thousand years. Liu Buli never imagined she would meet this grandmaster she had never seen before in such a way. The grandmaster said, "A person should be generous and free of malice." His flowing, pale blue robes, bright as a brocade of light, resembled willow branches budding in spring. "How about I call you Liu Buli?"
2. Liu Buli defied heaven and earth, and there were only two people she truly respected: her grandmaster, Shao Aijun, and her master, Xu Lingzhi. Yet they were one and the same person.
3. Over two thousand years ago, Liu Buli died beside Xu Lingzhi. The only way to save her was to make her kill Xu Lingzhi with her own hands. Xu Lingzhi had waited for over two thousand years, all so Liu Buli would kill the person he had become, Shao Aijun. He had accounted for everything, but overlooked Liu Buli's unwavering love.
Theme: Love is death, and death is life.
