Lightly Duckweed

Some people are fighting for the world. Some people compete for fame and fortune. Some people strive to leave a name in history. Chen Liu doesn't fight for anything. He just wants to live. When he was eight years old, he and Xiao Shitou huddled in a dilapidated temple and grabbed half a steamed bun. When he was eighteen years old, he drove horses and carriages in the Kowloon Escort Bureau. When he was thirty years old, he put on armor to defend the city in front of Luoyue Pass. At the age of forty-five, he guarded the city of Tai'an, which was about to fall. This life. He lost friends, brothers, home. But still don't know why. Until the truth buried in the fire twenty-five years ago was revealed. Until the secret that countless people fought for fell at his feet. Until he finally understood: It turns out that some people die not because of bad luck. But because someone thinks they deserve to die. People say that the world is a chessboard for big men. But this time. The story belongs to a little person who is not even a chess piece.