There was no such thing as "life"...
All along, all along.
He had only kept moving forward, only kept cultivating. With burdens weighing ten thousand jun, how could he afford to pause for even a step?
He feared that if he stopped... he would never find the strength to continue again.
Only before family and friends could he relax for a brief while.
Only after making a decision true to his heart in Qi State, after resting body and mind in the Cloud Kingdom, had he gained that bit of clarity upon coming to Chu Kingdom.
As for happiness that belonged solely to himself, that was truly not an easy subject to elaborate on.
Born to a military family, Li Longchuan loved military strategy first, archery and horsemanship second, and "loosening the bowstring" after that.
Yan Fu placed his family above all else. He had many refined personal tastes, and in clothing, food, lodging, and travel alike, he picked at every flaw.
Chongxuan Sheng ate, drank, played, and made merry. He seemed to like everything and could handle anything, but he hid his thoughts beneath that smiling, plump face, where no one could see through them.
Xu Xiangan liked taking petty advantages—mooching meals, wine, tea, even visits to brothels... anything he could mooch.
The quirks and pleasures of every person—after friends had spent enough time together, they would always come to know some of them.
But if one were to ask what Jiang Wang liked, what hobbies he had—
He truly could not remember.
It seemed he had no particular likes at all.
But he had not been born this way.
Zuo Guangshu said that one should have a life of one's own, should have happiness belonging only to oneself. Those were undoubtedly words full of goodwill, yet they were