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The white clouds come out of Xiu, and the cranes roar. He was originally an orphan in the snow, but he had extraordinary talents; he was fortunate to be cultivated by the great master, but his martial arts skills were useless; he started in the world, but he was caught in the disputes in the court and the grudges of the previous dynasty. Xiao Qingwei never knew why he came to this world. He followed fate, nature, and randomness, but he was eventually placed at various bumpy intersections by fate. He had no fate, no harmony, and it was difficult to fulfill his purpose. I thought I was holding a book and observing the universe, playing chess in the world, but one day I discovered that I was actually a man in the book, holding the neutron. If a person wants to defeat God, the price is to hand over his life to God. Guo Jia, the genius of the former dynasty, said this. I want to win half the world, but I won't even give you this life. Xiao Qingwei laughed. The breeze is bright and the moon is rising over the river. I have not yet found the world of freedom.