The wind began at the tips of the green duckweed, an unforeseen disaster left Zhou Qing imprisoned, his future bleak. By a twist of fate, he was granted an opportunity, and from that moment, he embarked on his journey to the skies.
Soaring ever upwards, from then on, Zhou Qing declared he would drink the strongest liquor, play with the sharpest blades, and flirt with the most charming ladies.
