Late at night, Mu Qianmei had a lot of thoughts, thinking about the country, thinking about the jianghu, and then thinking about herself.

Her memories were very confused, she could never remember where all the knowledge that was jumbled up in her head came from, and there were all those marvelous and unusual images that floated around in her head all the time, but as soon as she tried to grab hold of something, she instantly got a splitting headache.

So, she tried to ...