Li Chen took a sip of Monkey Wine and asked, "Sword Emperor, you didn't just invite me for drinks, did you?"
Dao Luohen's eyes flickered with a hint of melancholy and said, "Yes, and I also want to tell you a story!"
Upon hearing this, Li Chen was taken aback and said, "I am willing to listen with open ears!"
Dao Luohen raised his neck and gulped down a large mouthful of Monkey Wine.
Then, he wiped his mouth and looked drunkenly at the cherry blossom tree above him.
About three hundred years ago, on the Northern Ice Field, there was a village called Sakura Village.
In the village, there were a young man and woman; the man was called Huzi, and the woman was Bai Ying.
At this point, Dao Luohen paused, pointed to the cherry blossom tree, and added, she was as beautiful as the cherry blossoms.
Li Chen noticed that when Dao Luohen spoke these words, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"And then?"
