Tsukasa Lin
Lie in the stone mound of the lin, waiting for the wind and clouds to rise. Read all the faces of all living beings, go through the suffering of the world, watch the tide of Beiming, and cast my grave.
I, Su Youling, only have one thought for a clear conscience, and only one heart for the wolf field. Man will win the day, and the three-foot fin scales can also swallow whales.
Others call it a mayfly shaking a tree, but I call it a knowing impossible.