The Jianghu is vast and bottomless, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Yet the Jianghu is also surprisingly small; unexpectedly, people who you thought would never be connected end up intertwined with each other.
Su Mo had never imagined that Wei Ziyi's master was the Cold Rain Flying Star Sword.
And this Cold Rain Flying Star Sword had been madly in love with his cheap father for a lifetime.
For a moment, he didn't know what expression to use to describe his current delicate emotions.
Shaking his head, Su Mo decided to focus on the task at hand.
Wei Ziyi said while walking:
"My master was originally a genius of Lengyue Palace, but sadly, she spent her life trapped by emotions.
"If it weren't for this, her accomplishments would have far exceeded what they are now.
"Ultimately... it was because of the burden of men."
"…I actually think that the hero in the story didn't really do anything wrong."
After thinking, Su Mo decided to defend his cheap father:
