"Master, I'm just messing around, I have nothing to do with internet celebrities. If you think it sounds good, I'll keep going, there's more later!",The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.,“Let him thrash about for a while longer, the harder the better. That beast enjoys living.”。