In the small town of Qinghe, there is a small boat. In that black boat, there are actually sitting at the same time the world's best swordsman, the well-known old liar, the old smoker who holds a deck of cards in his hand, and the old smoker who has a deck of cards hidden in the sleeves of his left and right hands, and the leader of the Shuishui Sect, who succeeded in building a foundation at a young age and was in the limelight for a while, but was tragically wiped out...
Lu Qingzhou: Believe me, I only brought one deck of cards this time.
Qiu Yongan: I won't kill people randomly, don't worry.
Bai SiZhui: When have I ever lied to you?
Mo Bieli: I'm so stupid, really... I just knew that walking at night would be dangerous, but I didn't expect that something would happen if I took a boat...
Intention: Life is impermanent, and things in the world are even more impermanent.