Those Years I Spent Pretending to Be a Bigshot

The Undying Marquis, a mysterious big shot. With black hair and phoenix eyes, wearing a monocle, he usually wore a long robe, exuding a calm, gentle, and aloof demeanor. He ran a small teahouse in a secluded place, where every item was priceless. He received passersby, some respected him, some hated him, some loved him, some feared him... but no one could truly understand him. He seems forever invincible, forever calm and collected, but you can always catch a glimpse of his past unexpectedly, like a flaw in a full moon, a crack in a piece of jade, or a misplaced stroke in a magnificent painting. He is a forgotten figure from the past, guarding desolate memories. — This is the deepest impression readers of the comic "Tales of Mountains and Seas" have of the Nightless Marquis. In short, the story is a classic tale of beauty, strength, and tragedy. So much so that every time he appeared, the comments on the comic invariably went like this: