"You don't have the confidence to defeat him," Su Ming'an stated affirmatively.
"Of course not, I'm just fulfilling a long-held wish... My life is like a kite runner, always chasing a thread long since broken, until I grasp that thread tightly, binding me to the edge of the cliff..." Wu Yi said, "You have one more question, go ahead and ask."
"The last question," Su Ming'an raised a finger:
"The Princess Isa you wrote about is a replica of the past of the Number One God Demon Mother Goddess Isabel from Luowasha, isn't it?"
"That's correct," Wu Yi nodded. "She wasn't from Luowasha initially; she was a princess from another low-level planet."
He handed a Memory Clip to Su Ming'an: "This is her story."
...
"My lover! My lover, where are you!"
"My heart, oh, withers for you, weeps for you!"
Once upon a time, there was a fairy tale-like story.
A low-level civilization still in the Middle Ages, had a beautiful and stately princess, melancholic in her Ancient Castle.
