He wasn't stupid, yet he wasn't smart. He wasn't kind, but neither was he evil. Like a child, he always gave off an impression of never having grown up. Yet at times, he seemed as experienced as an old man who had lived for decades, capable of uttering phrases like "An immortal bought for a dozen silver taels is cheaper than a dog."
For someone like Liu Haizhu, the direction of his life was often determined not by his parents, but by his first master. If his first master had been a learned scholar, Liu Haizhu could have become a young man full of literary grace, excelling in both the literary and martial arts. If he had met a bona fide villain, Liu Haizhu would likely have taken up the mantle and become an even worse villain.
But if he had met Zhou Li…
To learn from Zhou Li? Then he'd really have it made in life.
