"Who in the world can define love, that leads one to pledge life and death with another?"
For Ye Xuan, what people called love was but a laughably insignificant thing, and he never harbored romantic feelings towards any woman.
What is love?
In Ye Xuan's creed, love was nothing more than trash.
Xia Qingzhu, a name Ye Xuan had almost forgotten, was once his childhood sweetheart. But what of it?
In Ye Xuan's memory, he had personally twisted Xia Qingzhu's neck, condemning her and her father to hell.
From that time, the word 'love' became a joke to Ye Xuan, and he truly did not believe in what was called love.
Yun Mengyao!
Ye Xuan had to admit, this woman was gentle as water and indeed harbored feelings for him, but for thousands of years, Yun Mengyao couldn't forget him. To him, her affection was perhaps just a longing for the unattainable.
