The last time I wrote about King Chu Ba, it was the lyrics of that song.

As mentioned in the last chapter, this Qianqiuyue has not been the time to say goodbye to the beautiful lady. At that time, the dead branches fell in the old city, but the new orchids filled the long streets, and there was no snow on the battlefield. Listen to the story, this Chu Overlord Wujiang Farewell to a bright moon. Dear readers, I'm sorry. It's snowing a little today. For those who are passing by, those who are sharp, or those who come to listen to the little old man's story, please don't forget to put on extra clothes. This is a passage at the end of "Farewell to the Western Chu General"