The world's storms emerge from our generation, as entering the Jianghu accelerates the passage of years.

Imperial ambitions and hegemony are discussed with laughter, unable to resist life's drunkenness.
Drawing the sword, mounting the horse, swinging through ghostly rain,
Skulls piled like mountains, birds startled into flight.
Worldly affairs are like tides, people are like water, only sighing at how few return from the Jianghu. #Gate2025年度报告 #加密市场开年反弹