The weather outside is cloudy, but the hall of the moon is full of singing and laughing. The empty bottles are disordered. People who were still sitting in the hall yesterday are worried. They have already thrown their worries out of the sky.

Maybe this is the real people in the Jianghu! In a smile of eternal love and hatred

"you are so happy today. Let Congtong give you a song!" I saw little zemaria with a little tipsy slowly stand up from the seat and smile at the crowd.

"OK!" The atmosphere in the hall was even hotter.

an ancient zither was placed at the front of the hall....