You traveled to the Golden Light Puppet Show. You found yourself seriously injured. You found someone calling you a teacher. You heard them shouting in panic: Juzi’s pursuers are coming! You looked up and saw a man with an indifferent expression in the crowd. The man walked towards you step by step. Old Jiu, your stupidity made me unable to breathe. This man later had a name, Mo Cangli. PS: This is not a new book, it is a work of interest, update as you go.