Peace at Dawn

Lanterns glow on the Shangyuan Festival night, while desolation stretches across Wuling.

A young lad, pure and unspoiled, sets out on a long and arduous journey.

How many bonds are there in this world? Nothing can be perfect in every way.

Of the myriad paths of cultivation, the heart alone decides what to keep and what to leave behind.

Where does the jianghu lie? Perhaps it is along this very road.

A little doggerel, offered in anticipation of your arrival.

I hope to write a slow-paced jianghu tale, so please be patient, dear readers.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.