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Demon, I'm not a scholar.
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He is the master of the Demon Sect, a silver mask covering his face, no one can see his true face. His heart was as cold as the face of death he had seen over and over again on countless nights when he could not see the moon. Alive, but waiting for death, he thought he would spend his life in a suffocating coldness and helplessness, never to be redeemed. But why, in that pale soul, did he still cling to the slightest hope? Until, in the name of revenge, he met him in the face of the best scholar, the man dressed in red, looking like a demon - Yan Wushen. Between the flowers, the man leaned lazily against the wall, as if he was a soul-stealing demon in the flowers, making him forget his heartbeat for a moment! Is it a destiny or a curse? The forbidden, doomed not to survive in the world of love!