Burying the qin at dawn, drinking drunkenly under the bright plum moon.
The secret of heaven forgets nine sweeps, and the fate of play is revealed forever.
Intention: Play with your life, play with your life. If you are strong enough, who would dare to play with your life?
Fate is the excuse for the weak, luck is the humble word for the strong.
Intention: Play with your life, play with your life. If you are strong enough, who would dare to play with your life?
Fate is the excuse for the weak, luck is the humble word for the strong.